My head would have been rolling.

Have you ever wondered if you were in the right place? If God really knew what He was doing when He told you to go somewhere?

Back in December, I had pretty big intentions of heading back up to Birmingham to work/live, to try my hand at magazine working and writing.

Then I got engaged. Life changed a little. And so I stayed in Tallahassee. Not a journalist’s dream, but what did I care? I was engaged and saving money. What would a few months away from magazines do? Kill me?

I got a job that fit my degree, and I figured I’d stick it out until God told me otherwise (or, quite honestly, until something better came along).

I'm still here, and I'll admit, there have been days when I wonder why.

Then days like today happen, when I read things like this and know I’m where God knew I needed to be. With a job that suits my resume and provides me with a steady income while Jordan finishes school.

R.I.P. Cottage Living. May Coastal Living not follow in your footsteps.