Remember this post about keeping a daily log of sorts this year? Wow! It's almost finished! There are only 5 more blank pages left.
Flipping back through blog posts to find the one linked above, took my breath away. Seeing pictures of home, or what used to be home, hit me like a truck. Things are going OK and we're getting ready to move into our own home in the next month, which will help us feel more settled here, and allow us to start putting our roots down a little deeper. But the true loneliness is starting to hit all of us now. I knew it would. (I'm a realist, if you didn't already know that.) I knew there would be an initial period of trying out new things and enjoying being close to Grandpa and Grandma and other family that would eventually taper off, and that period between meeting new people and really developing a bond with them would arrive. Unfortunately, I have a feeling it is going to be hardest for our oldest. Moving when you are middle school age is hard (not speaking from my own experience, but Geoff's). He had some good friends in Arizona who valued him and had similar interests and family situations. Fortunately in this day and age, he can still communicate through emails, phone calls, etc. We really hope to get plugged into more things here in the spring, and open our home often to others, and wait and see what God does.