Have I mentioned lately (ahem ~ today?) that we recently moved?
There’s really no way to sugar-coat it ~ this move has been H.A.R.D. on our family.
Truth be told? It’s been hard on me.
I (really) miss my life.
Honestly? I didn’t expect this moving thing to be so hard on me. I knew that logistically it would be tough ~ coordinating movers, packers, un-packers, enrolling kids in school, finding new places for the kids to do their extracurricular activities, setting up a new home ~ I pretty well guessed that all that would not be easy. What I didn’t expect though is that I’d come here and feel so . . . just . . . lost. And overwhelmed. And anxious. And ~ terrified?
My kids aren’t in school yet, so they haven’t figured out their place either. They don’t know yet where they fit. Or if they fit. Or if they ever will fit.
They don’t know where their place is, and I don’t know either. I don’t know what to tell them.
I’m still clinging tight to the hope that God has a great big ole’ plan here. And my husband’s job is fantastic. (Seriously folks, how many people would give anything just for that, and really when we have so very much what business do I have complaining?)
Much (much) of the things that have been difficult in our move have been made worse by some quirky things. We had lots of furniture damaged in our move (meaning our home feels even less like a home), we have no grass or landscaping outside which has been really hard on my we’d-rather-play-outside kids (hopes are for landscaping at least this week ~ praying!), and in general moving to a brand new home has definitely come with a few glitches.
I’m trying to remind myself that sometimes things are just hard. Moves aren’t always easy, illnesses don’t always heal, and some days things just don’t easily work out the way that we think they should.
But that doesn’t mean there isn’t value in the hard things. Whether you’re going through something physically, mentally, financially or any other way, remember the truth that you (and I) are learning something right here and right now that cannot be learned any other way.
I was reminded though yesterday that I am so ridiculously fortunate that I have absolutely no business whining (at all.) Not too far from our home I saw a family who had nothing. Not too far from my circle of friends I know people who’s children are struggling with major illnesses. What business do I have complaining?
So, I’m praying peace today to you wherever you’re at, and for me right here. And if you’ve moved recently (or just gone through something difficult), know that someone else has probably been there too. (I keep seeing people who seem to be moving so easily, and wondering what on earth is wrong with me ~ so this is my reminder to all of us that things aren’t always as easy as they look!) Hang in there, know that there’s a plan (really!), give yourself grace, and be blessed.