Thursday, December 2, 2010

the packing chronicles

So. I am sitting here.. well wallering in my chair. Big_Daddy is leaving tomorrow to go to South Carolina. SOUTH CAROLINA. In possibly 9 days I and my family will be residents of South Carolina. RURAL South Carolina. R.U.R.A.L as in doesn't even have a WALMART! Most of the time I am 100% raring to go and so super excited to see what God has planned for us. HOWEVER I have moments of incredible panic about what we are doing. Mostly while i'm surrounded by boxes and things that need to go in them. What in the WORLD am i thinking?! Seriously?! We are moving 600 something miles away from our family our support groups!! We are taking our kids away from everyone they have EVER known!! WHAT AM I THINKING!! HOLY MOLY!! Then I remember to pray. This move is in Gods plan for us. It's not supposed to be easy. I have learned so much from this experience.  A move like this is scary and nerve-wracking, it is definatly not something for weenies. Thank goodness I have God to hold me up!

1 comment:

Scrapin Kat said...

Hang in there! We did the same thing my kids were 6-10 and No 3 was on the way, My Hus left me to pack and sell the house , he went to Eugene Or to find us a place- so a month later we flew to meet him- no car no furniture for 3 weeks - they were stranded in a snow storm! We camped in a empty house, made new friends and relied on kindness of strangers-- we survived and learned to count on each other- we had a adventure of a lifetime Mountains or the Ocean- one hour either direction, my kids seen the world - we learned to appreciate the times when we traveled to see grandparents or they came to us- they wrote letters, we didn't have internet and long distance was still by the minute so a weekly phone call was all we could do! I wish you the best in your adventure!