Ok, so it's been a little over a month. We finally moved "home" the last week of August. I want to thank all of our wonderful friends for helping us move. We got most everything here in one day. (That's a record for us.) We're getting settled in now. There are still many boxes hiding out in the closets and storage area that we need to go through and unpack, but that will be a slow process. I finally gave up on holding on to my "skinny" clothes. It's a lost cause and the boxes of them just take up too much space. I have gotten rid of a ton of them, but I still have 4 more huge bags to go through. (If you think that's a lot, when we got back from AR., I had 25 boxes of clothes, 13 bags, 3 closets, 2 dressers and a wardrobe full of clothes and most didin't fit anymore. I gave all the ones in good condition to Mission Arlington, and used the tattered ones for rags or threw them away.) I'm pretty sure that I'm going to give away what's in the bags because what I have is enough. I don't need a different outfit for every day of the year. There are many more important things in my life than being stylish or looking good. I have a husband that loves me first thing in the morning and I'm not made up. I have a wonderful son who thinks I'm beatiful just as I am. And I have God's love no matter what. I have a roof over my head, family and food. I'm blessed. The rest just seems kind of petty and unnecessary now.
I ran into an old teacher the other day. She said that she was impressed by how well I grew up. She said that I suprised her because she never thought I would have the patience to love or take care of anyone but myself. (I'm realizing just how petty and shallow I used to be.) I'm trying not to feel proud, but it's hard. As I look back on my past and see myself now, the only explaination I can give for how I got from Point A to B is with God's grace. There is no other way. I'm learning to be thankful for what I have now. I've learned not to take anything for granted. We can lose everything in an instant. Not everybody has the support structure that we've been blessed with. My parents took us in and let us live there for a year. Our Small Group has prayed for us constantly and been our best friends for the last few years and stuck by us in our darkest hours. I thank everyone for their continued prayers for us. We pray that we can take the gifts we've been given and use them they way God wants us to.
I will post some pictures in a couple of days. (can't find the battery charger for the camera yet.)
Kristina
