Moving

Sometimes blessing come very unexpected.  Heavenly father sure does not do things in our time and how we want. we have been playing with the idea of moving to Washington since december. It never felt right, we'd prayed about it and felt maybe later, but not right now. Well one evening micah got a phone call and we both felt the same thing. It's time. It's not ideal that micah went 3 weeks ahead of me. Yikes! Leaving me to pack the house and get a moving truck. And take care of alllllllllllllllllll of our stuff here. Phew, I am so looking forward to this being over with. But we both felt this was the right time and the right opportunity.

I am a person who doesn't really like change. I want to like it, I dream of liking it, but I am a stick in the mud and would stay in the same place for ever because I was comfortable. So this move will be hard for me, but knowing it is where I'm supposed to be helps a little.

When we arrived in Vancouver to drop off micah it was dark, so we didn't get to see much. In the morning we were both in awh. It was like being in the mountains, yet a big city. Win win for us. I love the mountains micah loves the big city.  We are golden. I am so excited for that.

I am just grateful for this wonderful opportunity and change for our family. It will truly be amazing and a great experience for us. Change. We need it. And I'm excited to see what this new adventure brings!