At the beginning of March, we made the decision to move. We had spent months weighing the pros and cons. We prayed about it. I cried over it. And while I had finally mentally accepted this change, I didn't realize just how much of a whirlwind it would turn out to be.
As soon as we said, "Yes." So many doors opened for us all at once. Thanks to my husband's grandfather, we were blessed with an affordable home. Closing date of mid-April. Then, I found a job that worked with me on a start date that was further out than we had anticipated. Start date in mid-May. Timeline-wise, everything was close enough that my son could have his ear surgery and my daughter could finish out her school year with her friends. Then, my husband was guaranteed work for a year, and help with start-up costs to continue a business that had already been set in motion at the beginning of the year.
On May 4, we packed up 3/4 of our home and started the journey south. This move would take place in multiple rounds, so it wasn't until recently that saying goodbye to our old house felt very definitive. But it's been over a month for me now, and I'm surprised by how quickly we've established routines. How quickly I've been able to navigate parts of this new city without the GPS. Though I still keep it on, just in case. And there's something to be said about fresh starts.
Anyway, more on all of this soon. Where are we now? How's our teenager taking it? What's the daycare situation? How's the new job? How am I feeling? Plenty more posts to come soon, I promise. But for now, I just wanted to pop in and say a quick hello! I'm still here - just a little busy trying to navigate this new life. Until the next post. ✌
