Friday, August 14, 2015

Closing Day

Today is closing day people!! To say I am a bit excited is kind of an understatement.  We have been packing and doing all kinds of work to get ready for this day.  The next week will be pretty crazy because we have some sort of work being done at the new house everyday and then we move on Thursday.  But I say, "Bring it on!!!"

You might be wondering where we are moving. Or maybe you don't care.  Either way, I am going to give you a little back ground on this process we have been going through for the past several months. 

A few months ago Rob's office moved.  Now instead of a 30 minute commute he has an hour to an hour and half commute.  And a few nights it has been a 2 hour commute.  For several months we have talked, prayed, fasted and considered moving to another state because of this commute.  It made sense in our heads...add 3 hours back into our family, save on gas money, keep the mileage down on Rob's car, be closer to his work so he could meet us for lunch, come to the kids school activities.  The list goes on and on of logical reasons to move.  We tried to move.  We looked at houses.  We contacted schools. We researched good areas to live.  But we kept getting the answer no.  It was a rough couple of months.  The weekend before we put our house on the market we spent a whole day down by Rob's work.  We drove by A LOT of houses and drove around the community.  We both came home that night with the same feeling...if we move there we are being disobedient.  Makes zero sense to most people.  But we are not most people. We had prayed and asked God to speak very clearly to us and that day He did.  And while logistically it makes sense to move closer to Rob's work, for whatever reason, we believe God wants us to stay in the community we are in. We are not sure why, but we are choosing to trust His plan.

We really didn't think we would move from the house we live in now.  But again through a series of kind of random events we found a house and absolutely fell in love with it.  I'm not lying when I say as soon as we pulled in the driveway I knew it was our house. Now, I'm not say the Lord spoke to me or it was some divine moment.  I am simply saying, I had a feeling.  It felt like home.  It felt like us.  It had everything I would ever want in a home and then some.  And ever since we made the offer on the house I can see God's hand in all the details.  It has been so much fun to watch Him work. 

We are super excited for the next chapter of our lives and what He has for us.  We want our family to be used for His glory and His kingdom purpose.  We trust that while this season may be hard and we may need to sacrifice some things, like family time and gas money, he has a purpose.  And we fully believe that in obedience to Him there is great blessing.  Blessings always out weight the sacrifice. We trust that it will all be worth it.

Friday, July 31, 2015

Move

It has been exactly 10 years that we have lived in our house.  It is the first home Rob and I bought.  I remember the first time we drove by it...Rob had found it online and he took me by to show me.  We weren't even really looking to buy a house. We sat outside and prayed.  Roughly 3 days later we made an offer.  We bought this house with the intention of it being a "starter" home.  Live here for a few years and then move to something bigger.  Time kept passing and I began to think we would never leave.  I began to settle in and dream of what the future would hold in this house.  Now 10 years later we are preparing to move.  After many long conversations we put this house up for sale.  3 days and 12 showings later we had received and accepted an offer. 

There is a part of me that is sad about leaving this little place we have made a home.  I think of all the memories we have made here.  Bringing a baby home, potty training, first steps, first days of school, holidays, baking days, pillow mountain, playing in leaf piles and the snow, squirt gun fights, sleepovers, many fires in the fireplace, and neighbors that have become friends.  This house holds a lot of love.








I keep remembering that those memories and love go with us wherever we go.  With each picture I take off the wall and each item I pack up this house feels less and less like home.  It is feeling more like a place we are staying.  God has been preparing me to say goodbye to this special place that holds so many memories and to move on to the next chapter of our lives. We will move on to a new house.  We will begin to make new memories, hang new pictures, and make a new house our home.

In 3 short weeks we will be signing papers and handing the keys over to a new family so they can begin making their own memories in this house. 

Monday, July 20, 2015

Camp

Even though it has been a rainier and chillier summer, it is well under way.  In fact, we are closer to going back to school than we are from the kids getting out.  I had all these well intentioned plans of bike rides and completing workbooks and not turning the tv on before 8:00 and eating healthy but that has not happened because well...life. 

There have been several unexpected things that have happened over the course of a few weeks. For one, Broderick went to church camp.  As a middle schooler.  This whole middle school thing has been kind of emotional for this mama.  Okay...not kind of but really emotional.  I was already having a hard time with him going to middle school and then to send him off to camp for a week...tears.  He really wanted to and I knew deep in my heart it would be good for all of us.  It may have been one of the best parenting choices we have made.  He had a blast, made new friends, grew in the Lord, grew in being responsible and came home with a whole bunch of great stories and memories. 


Mid week the camp had family night.  Did I mention camp was only 20 minutes away...Ha! Rob and I went to spend time with him and participate in their night worship service.  Can I just say...I want to go to camp.  I never went to church camp as a kid.  I did however spend half a summer with my cousin in Atlanta when I was Broderick's age.  Best. Summer. Ever.  Anywhoooo...back to Broderick....he walked us around the grounds, showed us his dorm, told us what he had been doing and eating and spending his money on (snacks, paintball, Mountain Dew...tweens, geesh!)  He introduced us to his friends and told us what they do each night after worship.  I absolutely loved hearing about all of it.  I saw a grown up version of my son.  I saw a happy, responsible, young man.  I learned he is completely capable of showering and getting dressed and cleaning up with out me constantly reminding him.

I left camp that night with a new perspective on being his mom and our relationship.  I left excited about what the next few years hold.  I left with a desire to stay connected to my son and his friends.  I am so excited about what God has in store for this boy and our family.

Oh...and we excepted an offer on our house last week.  More on that later.