Photo credit: Hanna Widlund
Too soon, these days are flying. What seemed like an eternity when we first made the decision to move has in reality been a blink. The house is more packed than not, see you later's are being said and we have that sense that with every meal out, every stop it might be the last time we pass that way.
Last night was our official going away party, and I have been so overwhelmed by how loved we truly are. As much as we've felt set adrift by our church leadership, we've been loved and appreciated by the body of Christ in our community. I can't bear to read the cards and notes yet and from the few I've been able to get through, I'm realizing I just don't know how to say thank you well enough. I'm hoping I can find time in the next few days to share some of the photos that Tom's mom took for us during the party because I don't want to forget.
These next 11 days will go so quickly. A few lunches and dinners with friends, a trip to Universal for the kids, a moving sale and wedding this weekend, more packing...too soon these days are flying. There's so much I want to share, to say, to write and there just isn't time at the moment. As much as I dread this change, I look forward to this all being done, to finding a new rhythm and to exploring God's vision for this new chapter.