I throw up my hands…

And praise Him again and again…

Almost 30 people. Let me say that again, almost 30 people. Right now, you’re scratching your head wondering what am I babbling about. Almost 30 people showed up to our new home this past Saturday to help unload the trailer that played temporary home to our worldly possessions.

Yep. That’s right! We finally found, purchased, and closed on a new home here in our new home town! Whew! After four months of living the vagabond lifestyle and sharing space with really great families, we have planted roots of our own!

In the four months we’ve been here, we already witnessed what this community is all about. They support one another. They show up for one another. And this past weekend they showed up for us. The wonderful people we call church family showed up in force. They hauled boxes, totes, furniture and more into our house. Some wonderful, amazing, fantastic men even finagled my piano inside and I am eternally grateful!

And just when I thought my heart couldn’t take any more, the formed a circle in front of our new home and prayed over it and us. If you ever want to know how to get water from a stone (me being the stone), pray over something that has its heart. My eyes were leaking steadily by the time we said amen.

When everyone has gone on to the rest of their Saturday, I stood amidst the chaos in my new kitchen and smiled like a loon with tears in eyes and overwhelming gratitude in my heart. I’m always the person who shows up for others. To have so many people, wonderful humans I’m still getting to know, give up some of their time for me and my family means more than I’ll ever be able to express.

The sense of community here is strong and I’m so glad we are now a part of it. Now, to see if I can unpack us and be settled by Mother’s Day!

There’s no place like home

Like sands though the hourglass…

These are the days of our lives🤣

For any of my old school soap opera watchers, you know exactly what I did there!

Welp, it’s official. We are homeless! As of 4:00pm central standard time standard time, our house in Indiana is officially sold. Disser Manor is now someone else’s playground.

It’s a little bittersweet. We went through 76 houses before we picked that house. 76. No joke. And it was ugly lol. But it was ours. We painted every room. Some twice. Other three times! Tore out a terrarium and wet bar. Added a fourth bedroom.

Hosted family thanksgivings with 40+ people in attendance. Watched countless Christmas gifts exchanged in that living room. Had 130 people chilling in the backyard for the annual summer party. There were sleepovers and birthday parties. Tears of joy and sorrow. Loads and loads and loads of laughter. We like to have fun as a crew.

And now, life has closed that chapter. I’ll miss how close we were to some of our kiddos. No more Friday night movie nights where the grandson uses us all as his personal jungle gym. No more surprise treats from our sweet neighbor with a penchant cooking delicious foods and sending them our way. sigh.

But, don’t cry for me…Alabama.

We are in the process of purchasing our own piece of life right here in our new town. Lord willing and the creek don’t rise, we will have a new place to lay our heads by the end of the month.

It’s been a wild ride and it’s only just begun!

When one door closes…