Almost a Year…

It’s been almost a year since we packed up our home and headed for our new one.

I had memories today of being big and pregnant while dealing with boxes and foundation problems and a constantly traveling husband.

The week before we moved was one of the hardest weeks of my life. Really.

Before we left, The B Man attended VBS at our then church. The CD of the music permeated my life before we moved and even after, as I played it MANY times in the car for the boys.

After The B Man started school here I would play it over and over for Little G while we waited in the pick-up line in the afternoon. His favorite song became a sort of ‘mantra’ for me as I tried and tried to not miss home so much. It quickly became my ‘favorite’ too.

(I still find it quite funny that the theme for VBS last year was something about being down on the bayou. Providence in vacation bible school. Who knew.)

After prayers at night, we sang it together a few more times, until both of our hearts believed it.

I do believe He has been here for me in this last year.

I believe He sent an angel in the form of a sweet lady named Carol that I met on the plane who ‘introduced’ me to her friends who live here and are now my friends.

I believe He was with me all those times I cried my eyes out, wishing we hadn’t moved at all.

I believe He knows my heart smiled when, even though it’s a bit of a conundrum, I realized we have over-lapping birthday parties to attend this coming weekend.

A lot can change in a year. We are doing well here. My husband is happy in his career (and rarely travels), we have friends, the kids are happy and we’ve made this house a ‘home’.

I’m also thankful that our families and good friends are great about visiting us here and comply to delivering Costco when they do. 😉

But what does it REALLY come down to?

Anywhere I am with my loving husband and these three babies of mine is HOME to me…

HE most certainly has ‘lifted me up.”

*Linking up to Krystyn’s Mommy & Me Monday!