I have thought so many times about what has been hard about moving across the country. It may seem obvious, but it still makes me ponder. Sure, you leave every shred of comfort that you know and love, even the things you hated you find yourself missing. All the familiar is gone, the second you drive away. It was and still is overwhelming sometimes. BUT…one of my children said it best the other day…
“I just want to wake up and feel normal.”
And so I got to thinking about how to help make them “FEEL NORMAL”.
Cue a visit from a bestie and her family. Perfect timing. There is such comfort in souls that are intertwined from years of history. Ones who know you. One who gets you.
It takes time to build that and we will. God provides all our needs again and again.
It makes me ever so grateful that God knows me intimately, in both California and Missouri.
May I always remember to treasure those hearts that are around me, and to remember in whom I belong in the first place.
Life is absolutely not meant to live alone.
I am so grateful for my people. Both my dearest of friends in California and the new ones I am making here in Missouri.
…and for my parents who will be here to visit in just 11 days.