Here we are. The boxes are (almost) unpacked. We've eaten a meal that has not been wrapped in paper. The sheets are on the beds. Everyone knows where the bathrooms are.
But it doesn't feel like home yet. The area is beautiful. The people are nice. The sweet tea is delicious. Our friends aren't here. There is no pond (or swans or ducks) behind the house. The phone is not ringing nonstop ... "Can _____ come over to play?"
It's not Ft Wayne. Or Morton. Or Milwaukee.
Moving is hard. It always is. But we will get there. Thanks for all of your support.
life goes on... and this blog doesn't
8 years ago
2 comments:
Oh sweet lady ~ you hang in there! Once everyone meets you and your wonderful family your phone will be ringing non-stop as well as the kids saying "mom, can ____ come over for a sleep-over" It will feel like home in no-time...God has led you there and He will make sure that everything falls into place:) Love, Prayers and Hugs!
oh, Amy! Post some pics of the house and all! I miss you... :(
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