Afraid of change

Oh change, I do not like you. Even as a kid I mourned when we sold our ugly, old suburban. Or when we upgraded our table and chairs. And the tragedy that ensued when we moved from my childhood home. I am a strange person I realize. Even when the change is for the better I sulk. So I have always been reluctant for change. This is why I probably will never move out of this old house. All that said, I am realizing I am in a period of massive changes. My coffee shop needed major changes, so we made them. It was hard. I really didn't want to do it. But it needed to happen. My sister left for Africa. A sister who is my closest friend. Oh is there anything else left that can change. Yes. Now one of my close friends who has helped so much at the coffee shop has grown up and gotten herself a real-full-time-with-health-benefits kind of a job, so now she has to leave us. Oh sad day. It doesn't sound like much I suppose but all these changes have been within about a months time and well that's just too many changes for me. But I have to believe God has a plan for me and for the coffee shop. And the more changes that occur the more I realize I am not in control, nor have I ever been in control. I need to let go. I need to trust in the Lord.
Proverbs 3:5-6. Time for change