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I was offered a job in Georgia a few days ago.  Although I have not yet accepted, in all likelihood I will be doing so very soon.

People ask me if I'm afraid.

The answer is yes.

I'm not so afraid I won't be able to handle it, because I think I will be able to handle it.

I'm afraid because I know how alone I may very well be. I'm afraid because I'm leaving the relative security of a community I have come to call home for the unknown of a place I've never even visited.  I'm afraid because it's all happening so quickly.

And I want this job.  I think it would be an incredible opportunity, and it could lead to great things.

For now, though, I'm just scared.  Scared, and sad.