I've been wanting to write on this blog for months. Today, I finally found the time.
WE'RE HOME!!!
The week after Easter, some blessed weekend in April of 2014, we moved back home. Back to our beautiful home.
I spent days and days packing up the stuff in Aunt Ackie's house, trying to remember what was ours and what was not. Looking into every corner and crevice to found scattered toys or leftover socks. Labeling every box so the movers would know where to put them. Once all of our stuff was stashed away, her house looked so empty that it was eerie, and strangely sad.
The day of the big move, I took off work to finish packing and help the movers. They came to Aunt Ackie's first and loaded up everything from there. As I walked out of her house, now so bare, I got pretty emotional. But then I led the movers to our house. Pulling into our driveway was such an incredible feeling. Jesse was already there, meeting the cable company. I directed the movers to different places with different boxes, watching slowly as our house started to fill up with our stuff.
Then, I had to take them to a storage building we'd been using and to my mother's (whose spare bedroom we'd started calling the "FedEx Room"). Before the movers were even finished, as my mom and I were unpacking and Jesse was putting things together, my dad walked my children to our house. Finally, our family was together!
But there was still so much left to do. My in-laws arrived to help and took over taking care of the kids. We continued to unpack and set up and get ready, and somewhere in between it all, eat supper. We had friends and family stop by to give their support and help. It was a very hectic day.
Jesse and I just knew that we'd have to suffer through several sleepless nights, while all of us adjusted to being back home. We'd talked at length about how we'd handle it when our kids woke up in the middle of the night.
But you know what? No one did. Everyone slept peacefully.
Right before I fell asleep that night, it hit me that, this should feel strange. It should feel new. But it didn't. Even with the changes we'd made, even after being away for 9 months, it still felt comfortably and perfectly like home.
