Well, it's been quite awhile since I wrote.
Things have been... up and down lately.
My husband got a job that was about an hour away from where we were living.
We had to move. I hate moving. I love it, but hate it.
I like the change. But I miss what I'm leaving. Not to mention the packing and unpacking.
Craziness!
We had a few set backs but we're moved in. Not all the way unpacked though.
Our house is tiny and I don't love it, so I've been procrastinating.
BUT I realized I've had the wrong attitude about it and I'm coming around.
I can't keep telling myself that it's only for a year or else I'll never make it a home.
Even if it's for a year, that is a year of memories I can't get back.
Even if this is only a small chapter until the next, big one, it's still a chapter.
I don't want my boys to look back and remember this as just a house we stayed in for a time.
I want it to be a home where we had good memories. Even if its just a years worth.
You never know when you won't be able to make new memories.
Here's a few memories we've already made here;
| We had to buy a new stove! It's the first one I've owned. The boys got to help put it together. :) |
| We had a REALLY nice day and the boys got to enjoy the water hose. |
| Kenneth made a cake for my birthday! And it tasted pretty good! |
| Daddy left his shaving cream out... this wasn't even all of it. |
| Our backyard has LOTS of worms to catch so we can go fishing! |
I know this post was boring, but I just need to catch you all up real quick.
The six month mark of my brother's death is coming up on the 23rd.
I can't believe it's been 6 months.