I’ve started this post over six times now. I’ve written a few paragraphs, then selected all and deleted all.
I cannot “pick up where I left off” almost 3 years ago. Too much has happened. I can’t even pick up a year ago. WAY too much has happened. So I’ll do my best to sum it all up in a quick, easy-to-understand, way.
June 26, 2018: Learned we would be leaving our previous church, and I wouldn’t even be there for our last Sunday. Surprise! Lots of confusion, anger, hurt and sadness was felt here. Honestly, the full grieving process is taking place. Yes, I say takING because I am still processing through it. Maybe more on this in another post.
June 30, 2018: Left to go on a cruise. I read an entire book on this cruise: Not A Fan written by Kyle Idleman. It was this book that focused me on obedience and sacrifice even when it’s difficult and doesn’t make sense. That’s the difference between a “fan” of God and a “follower” of God. God has good timing because we were about to enter a season of following and trusting Him in ways I never have before.
July 8, 2018: Found out we were pregnant with our 4th baby.
August 6, 2018: Started my 11th year teaching.
August 18-20, 2018: Traveled to Florida for a potential pastoral job. Anyone who knows me knows that I’m in love with the beach, and I’m in love with Florida. This seemed like an answered prayer. However, at the end of it, we both did not have peace about accepting this position. I am thankful that the Lord had something better.
March 8, 2019: Charlotte was born (most difficult pregnancy, and most difficult recovery I’ve had).
April 2019: Traveled to Pennsylvania for a potential pastoral job. Charlotte has now been on 8 fights. Real talk: traveling with a newborn is easy because they sleep the entire time, but then you have moments like the one below that calls for a wardrobe change in an airport.
June 26, 2018 – May 13, 2019: Struggled tremendously with people, the church, and the Lord while growing even closer to my true friends (I say true because leaving a church that your husband is on staff at will show you who your true friends really are), husband, and family. I learned valuable lessons about loneliness, trust, prayer, and sole dependence on the Him.
Isaiah 66:13 is one of the many verses I held onto during this time. He is the God of comfort, and as I was comforting Charlotte during restless nights, He was comforting me.
May 13, 2019: Accepted a position at a church in Pennsylvania. Hallelujah! Very few people know how many prayers have been answered through this.
May 14, 2019: Listed our house to sell.
May 22, 2019: I returned to work for the last week to pack up my classroom and say a temporary goodbye to teaching. Also, the night before this night, I had to put down my cat that I’d had for 21 years. Just a couple weeks later, I had to put down my other cat that I had for 22 years. RIP Fatty and Pinto.
July 8, 2019: Our house sells and goes under contract. Our previous two houses sold within days, even hours. So waiting almost two months was excruciating, especially knowing that we were supposed to be in PA.
July 10, 2019: My husband leaves Texas (with our dog and cat) to begin his new job. The girls and I stayed back to finish selling the house and packing.
July 15, 2019: My husband started his new job.
July 19-25, 2019: The girls and I caravan with my mom to Florida for my grandfather’s funeral.
August 1, 2019: My husband flew back to Texas to close on our house, say goodbyes, and pack up the truck.
August 3, 2019: We packed the truck (and, surprise, a trailer), and my husband and his friend leave to drive to Pennsylvania.
August 4, 2019: My mom, the girls, and I leave Texas for a four day drive to Pennsylvania.
August 7, 2019: Arrive in Pennsylvania!
August 15, 2019: My brother and his family drive in from Rhode Island to help us move into our new place.
August 16, 2019: We close on our new home and UNPACK the truck!
Now, it’s been four weeks since we’ve moved into our house. And we are loving it. We are in a cul-de-sac of town homes with lots of kids in the area. We have been blessed a wonderful backyard with a swing set, two “tree houses”, a flat spot for the trampoline, and a big hill (which we’ve told is where the kids go to sled in the snow). *insert wide eyed emoji* We are all adjusting quite well. For the first time in 11 years, I am a stay-at-home-mom, and I’m loving it as well. Towards the end of my pregnancy I was being convicted that my family and home were not being taken care of the way it could be if I stayed at home. My family and home were suffering. So I am thankful for the opportunity to pour my heart into what God has entrusted me with the most. Our oldest daughter has started first grade and is thriving and loving it. Our second daughter is almost 3, and is loving life as she gets to play outside all the time (newsflash: it’s not 100 degrees here!). And our six month old is sleeping well through the night and loves watching her big sisters play while we sit on the deck.
There. Now you’re all caught up. Needless to say…this past year has been KER-AZE-EE. I have learned so much about God’s goodness, and faithfulness. Not all lessons are pleasant and easy. But it’s the hard ones that we remember the most. I have cried a lot over the past year, and I’m sure that there will be more tears as the adrenaline wears off and we try to find our new normal with new people. I’m already beginning to miss Texas, and our family. And I’m sure it will get harder before it gets easier.
But I’m excited to share this journey with you, and I’m thankful for this space where I can be honest and open, and start over. Starting over is so difficult, but so exciting.