Home

We're home. Having lived in the house for one week today and having owned it for near three weeks, a lot of work has been done. We are TIRED. Moving is stressful; adding a renovation and three little ones to the equation and we are all hurting for needed sleep and coping skills. God is good, though. He has allowed everything to flow as smoothly as it can given the degree of change and work that has been required from all of us.

The kids are in heaven. I'm in heaven. It feels like that literally as I lie in my bed at night, viewing stars from the window above and to my right.

I watch my kids run down the long driveway, climb the fallen trees, and explore their large surroundings. This is what God had for us? In the past few years of change and unsettledness, I nearly weep with gratitude. We're home.

Speaking of home, the renovation process has changed it's look entirely and for the first time in my life I look around and feel like my house is "me". That's comfort. That's home.