I've been thinking a lot lately about moving. All of the packing, all of the boxes of stuff that we will try to fit into a smaller space, organizing a yard sale to get rid of some of the stuff so that we won't have to try to fit it into a smaller space...you know, the usual. Actually, those are the less important things that I have been thinking about. Leaving friends and family is at the forefront of my mind. We have even made new friends over the past year that we will now be leaving behind. Although, I am sooooooo excited to be moving and taking this next step in following the purpose God has for our lives, it is somewhat bittersweet. You have all of those emotions there, like you are ripping your family (and yourself) from what is so comfortable and familiar and plopping it right in the middle of unknown territory. On one hand, it will be like a wonderful adventure and on the other hand, it really is like starting from scratch, and starting anything from scratch takes work and patience...like making bread. Who wants to sit there and let it rise twice? But, you know the work will all be worth it in the end, right?
I've also been thinking that I need to get better at keeping in touch with people. I have a bad tendency to depend on Facebook and Myspace to do the work for me when, an old fashioned letter or phone call is much more personal. That is definitely something I will be working on. Thanks for listening to er...reading my little vent. Actually, it wasn't really venting is was more like heart-sharing. If there is anyone out there who has moved far away from friends and family, (I'm sure there are tons of you) I would love any advice you have to offer!