And Then You Walked In... (Job Love Triange-the final post)

That Monday morning, when Mat called me with the bad news about Sacramento, he also called me with good news on a new job lead. Sigh. After learning that we didn't get the Sacramento job, he sat down at his desk feeling like crap. Yes. There are no other words for it. That's how you feel in a bad break up, like crap.

As thoughts go by at his desk, Mat gets Divine inspiration to check back with a doctor we had approached over the summer in Salt Lake City, UT. Mat didn't know why he was doing this, but he did and he soon began to dial his number. When the secretary answered, Mat explained that he just wanted to see if the Dr. C had decided to retire yet (as of the summer, he was not ready to). The Secretary said, "As a matter of fact, he decided to two days ago to retire. His lease is up in September, and he didn't want to renew it, so he said it was time to go. Would you like to speak to him?"

Really? After speaking with Dr. C, Mat was booking a plane ticket to fly out the very next day to go and meet with him. Luckily, he left when he did because a terrible snow storm hit our area and he wouldn't have made it otherwise. Mat's mom cried. My mom, in utter shock. Grandma Elaine's prayers had been heard. She's magical. And, I am in a stupor trying to figure out what just happened

While in SLC, Mat had a really good conversation with Dr. C and he called me to tell me that he felt like it went really well. He was firm and honest with him about taking over the practice and thankfully Mat was well prepared (thanks to few phone calls, Stokers, family and the Internet google: How to take over a practice?). Of course, there was another guy who had also approached Dr. C about wanting the practice too. (What is up with the other guys? Stop following us already! It's really getting on my nerves.) But Alas, we got the call Wednesday night, from the nice man, Dr C, asking Mat to be his partner and eventually his successor. Mat's mom cried. My mom cheered. Grandma Elaine probably already knew through intuition. And me, I'm happy we can move forward. There's a lot of possibility for us with a little hard work and it will be good to embrace family for a bit.

So, we did get our happily ever after. We got a ring (telephone ring that is, Wednesday night), a date (July), and a beautiful wedding (Mat's very own practice). You are all invited to come and see us at our new home in Salt Lake (when we find it).

We asked Palm Springs if we can still be friends. We hope to hang out with them occasionally for road biking and rock climbing.

My, how things turn out! Funny how your faith is maxed. Funny how much you have to trust in God that things will work out. I really started to hate that phrase "Well, things will work out for the best" when people would say it to me, "things will work out ba ba blah blah." I was just tired and emotionally drained from it all. It was hard to swallow, but I knew it would eventually work out.

As for the kids, they were surprised it wasn't California. They are excited to chum around with their cousins and grandparents. My only concern is telling Gretchen about the fault line in Salt Lake City and it's pending earthquakes. We'll spare her that detail and celebrate for now.

We're coming home, thank you God.

The End.