I was always an adventurous person, but I also always had anchors holding me in place. I allowed the anchors because I got to choose: the anchor or the adventure. I always chose the anchor. I didn’t know how I wouldn’t blow away when Adam died. He was my anchor. I didn’t know what could ever hold me down again (not hold me back). Today at Church we sang about God being the anchor.
Being at our house has been such a blessing. Yes, there was an annoying rental situation, but in the end, I got my house. A house. My own house. My wonderful friends helped me clean it up and they even moved my RV bed back into the house for me (temporarily) so I could sleep in the house. There was something wrong with my jeep and my same wonderful friends who are watching my extra car for me while we are gone, brought my car over. It was nice. It’s 10 years old, but compared to the Jeep it’s like a brand new car.
So here I am in my own house. With most of my furniture. Yes the house is messy, but not because of the renters, but because my kids have felt so comfortable here they don’t clean up after themselves. We have our own space to breathe and not fight with each other. People here care about us and there is a future here. I am (ever so slowly) coming up with a plan for next year when we get back. I haven’t made any decisions about schooling, a career, or anything like that, but the wheels are turning in my head and ideas are forming.
I almost don’t want to leave again…but I’m in the process of making plans to meet up with more relatives and friends as we travel down south to Texas, through Louisiana to Florida and then up to New York City, Washington DC and then back through Virginia and Tennessee to home again in April. Yea, I’m scared again. Three weeks is the longest I’ve stayed anywhere and it’s so comfortable here. Last time I wanted to leave because I was afraid I would never leave and our journey was far from over. Now I don’t want to leave – but isn’t that the point? To get this out of my system a little so I can settle down? I think I’ve found enough anchors to hold me down when we come back, but I’m excited for the people and adventures we’ll see on this next journey.
It was good to cook for once. Long story, but it was nice.
Caleb was so happy to see his friends that he walked uphill in the snow both ways.
So good to celebrate Christmas where you feel comfortable.
“Yes mom I did change my name back to a y”
It was so exciting to have a birthday party!!! We had Lots of balloons. We played pin the party hat on the birthday girl. There was lots of fun games and cake and ice cream.
For Christmas, it was fun to eat cinnamon rolls, opening presents and playing our scavenger hunt game. It was also good to see my cousins.
I also got to celebrate my birthday with my cousins.
Seeing my friends was a delight. I got to have a sleepover with one of my BFFS on New Year’s Eve to New Year’s Day. It was so much fun.
I love being at home. But in April we’ll be back for good. We might go on other mini trips with our RV but not 9 months ever again. I’m really scared to go to Universal. But I’ll be ten and hopefully I will have the courage.