We lived in boxes and ate cereal out of plastic cups.
Missy slept on the big pile of moving blankets.
The rest of us slept on the floor.
We said goodbye to our oldest son. This goodbye was the hardest part of the whole move for me. We also said goodbye to our farm and all of our dreams for that piece of property. We said goodbye to the home that we have poured our hearts, our labor, and our finances into for the last 6 1/2 years. I'm not going to lie...it was hard. But, we said Hello to the next part of our life... a new BEAUTIFUL home that doesn't need any updates or work or walls removed...8 acres that will be room enough to house the animals that we desire...a fantastic job for my husband...and weekends of fun when our oldest son will come and enjoy being part of our family once again.
grace and peace,
P.S. I haven't taken any new pictures of our new home. Stay tuned for those soon!
The musings of a godly husband and wife seeking a simpler life in today's world. Pour a cup of coffee and spend time with us as we ramble on about spirituality, raising children, farm steading, politics, sports, woodworking, and all the other things in life we enjoy.