It is December 31 and I am sitting in the basement of the Winslow's house in Colorado Springs. I look to the last time I sat down to write, and it has been way too long, 2 months. Not just any 2 months, but two of the biggest months of our lives and I am so sad that I did not do a better job of journaling throughout this time.
We have a bunch of pictures on our phones, I just can't get them onto the computer. I will post them once I get it figured out again.
When we returned home from our journey this summer, we had pretty much decided that we were going to sell our house and move to Colorado. This wasn't a sudden, or rushed decision, it was something that had been on our hearts and minds for about 4 years. We took a trip about 4 years ago to Seattle and we fell in love with it. We wanted to move there and then. Paul was in his first semester of law school and we even looked into transferring schools and moving out there. The doors very obviously closed for us at that time, so we didn't push it, we decided to keep enjoying our lives in Texas. From that point on, every time we went on a trip somewhere, or were able to see another part of this beautiful country, we both came home with the feeling that we wanted to move, to be able to be in the middle of beauty (not that you can't find something beautiful right in the middle of where you are ) but the time was just not right for us. After Paul graduated, we took our trip and toured the country as a family and decided that it felt like the time had come for us to take a step toward moving. Colorado Springs felt more like home than any other place we visited, so....... Paul got signed up for the Colorado Bar this February and got accepted without difficulty, we put the house on the market in September, and then we waited....
It seemed like the house would never sell. It was our first experience selling a house and it was tiring! Constantly keeping it clean, not that it is a bad thing, just hard with a two year old! We actually enjoyed having the house always picked up a decluttered. Maybe I will do that in our new house all the time! Well, it's a good goal at least! Anway, September and October came and went with no offers on the house. Paul ran his Ironman in November, we came home and then the offers started! We got an offer on the house, then next day got someone else wanted to put an offer in on the house, and things looked great! The first contract fell through on the 10th day of their option period. That was pretty hard to take. We had our plan to move set around that contract, and then just like that it was gone. But that night we got another contract from the couple that saw the house the day after we signed the first contract. Praise GOD! Here we are, December 31st and we got the check in the bank today!
It seemed like each step along the way the decision to pick up our lives and move became more and more real. The last few weeks before we moved became alot more difficult for me. I am a pretty sentimental person, so thinking through leaving the only home Paul and I have ever lived in, the house that our kids were brought home to, the house that we have grown so much in, became alot more difficult. I cried alot. The house was in shambles for 2 weeks while we packed. Being surrounded by chaos makes my stress level rise a little, so needless to say, the stress level was rising! The first goodbyes came with Halie's soccer teams end of the year party, I cried. Then they just kept coming. I cried more. Rebecca and Renae gave a us a family farewell party. I cried more. Then it was time to leave. Chewy went home with Grandpa and Grandma, I cried. We got the house all packed up and into the truck on Friday night and left to go to Nana and Papa's, I cried. We drove away from Nana and Papa's house on Saturday morning. I cried again. Then I was ok for a while, probably the adrenaline of driving to Colorado with 2 kids in the car by myself. I remember vividly, we were driving through New Mexico, Paul was in the moving van ahead of me and all of a sudden it hit me, "my entire house is packed into that van, my house is sitting empty in texas, we have nowhere to live, (pardon my language, but this is how i felt) what the hell are we doing????? Did we make a mistake????" Then the tears came back again. I made a few phone calls to some friends who had recently done big moves and was given the encouragement I needed to keep driving toward Colorado. We finally made it here. The next day we woke up to beautiful weather, no jackets needed, an incredible view of the mountains, and I felt absolutely nothing. I was so exhausted mentally, physically and emotionally that I was just drained. A few days later life returned to me, thank goodness! Things are much better now. I still have ups and downs. Finding a new home is hard, but we are lucky to be able to get a new home, so I am thankful for that. I know I missed a tremendous amount that went into this move, but those are the highlights.
The kids are doing well. Austin has a little buddy, Noah, that is here at the house most of the time. They are nothing but trouble together, buy get along great and just laugh and laugh as they get into things they are not suppose to do! Halie is doing ok, misses her friends and school. She has boycotted her new school and says she isn't going. She is so ready to get back in with kids her own age, she just doesn't know it!
Paul has started studying for the bar, we are diligently looking for a house, and are so thankful for John and Sheila opening up their home to us.
Christmas was nice, but hard. It was our first Christmas to not be with family, and it was right in the middle of the move and an emotional roller coaster. The kids had a blast. Halie got her easy bake oven (which by the way is a piece of crap!) and Austin got his shovel from Santa. Paul and I are getting each other a house for Christmas!
So, here we are, the last day of 2010. Looking back it has been an amazing year for our family. Huge changes have taken place and many more are to come. I am so thankful for God's hand in our lives, His constant guidance and never failing love and patience. I pray that my walk and growth with Him continues into this next year. One thing I have learned this year, that He will give me the grace and strength for today, I will worry about getting through tomorrow, tomorrow.