I need to tell you something.
I have not blogged or touched on this because it's so brand new....that it's still sinking in. Here it is.
B has accepted a job at a church in Fort Worth, and as of today, we'll be picking up everything we own (except the house) and moving back to Texas in.....9 days.
We announced this to our very generous church family about 2 weeks ago, and it was not an easy decision. We prayed, we mulled, and finally, we knew we were supposed to go. We'll now be 2 hours away from family, instead of 10. A will know her grandparents well and life just may be a little easier with a child than it has been so far away (example: when both parents get sick and she is not!). God has provided this; but right now, I am sad and humbled when I think about the blessings He's provided for us here in Alabama.
We came here when I was 8 weeks pregnant from Kentucky with some serious morning--no, make that all day--sickness. We settled in, bought a house, and welcomed our little one into our lives. This is the home she knows. The routines she's known. The friends she's made. It breaks my heart to take her away from these. I even tried very, very hard not to tear up in the grocery store today--the grocery store!!--because she loves going there so much. Seriously, it may just rival the park.
But I know we'll find new routines. New friends. New grocery stores. But, for now, I'm just wallowing in nostalgia for my sweet home Alabama.
Here's an old pic that was taken when we bought our house. I'm praying that the Lord will give us a reason to take a new, updated one soon!
In the meantime, please forgive me for not blogging more regularly. We should be in our new home by Jan. 1.