Have you ever gotten so trapped in your own thoughts that you cannot see past them to look at the goodness that has come your way? In the dark parts of your brain where all the not so positive thoughts are, you feel like you can’t get out, but it’s because you have your face in the corner of the room? I’m there or have been or something. I’m working on turning around to see a well lit room.

Morgan and I don’t change anything gradually. We tear bandaids off. Charge into a sometimes strong headwind and have faith that it will end as it should. Well things are changing and staying true to form, it’s a lot.

We have sold our house that we have been considering renovating or selling for a better part of the time we have owned it. A couple of last things to take care of but we are set to close soon and therefore we have a lot of packing to do in what feels like a not so long period of time. We couldn’t be more thrilled. A great young couple has bought it and we are glad they will be calling it their’s soon.

There are only a few things to do to make sure we are ready for the next chapter in our home owning lives. Step one: move in with the in-laws. Step two: find some land on which to build a new house that is accessible for Monkey and meets all our quirky needs. Mind you only a handful are due to us being Monkey’s parents. Step three: build house and move in. Three simple steps, right? In the midst of all that, Morgan has to find a new job or we need to become independently wealthy so that we can finish off the list. Her school has closed and so she’s on the job hunt. Hopefully, for another virtual teaching gig.

No pressure. We got this. Been there, done that.

Or not. The last time we had to move and find new jobs we were much younger and had no children, let alone a special needs child.

Now, back to my corner? This is where it gets hard. We get so caught up in all the details of the changing that we forget that this is what we’ve been waiting for.

We have thought about little else in regards to our living situation than the opportunity to build our own home for quite some time. Now, it all just has to keep working out.

The beauty of it all, is that we can do our part, but it’s God and His timing that will do the heavy lifting. It is easy in our moments of greatest transition in life to forget that we have a God that loves us and cares for us so much that he knows everything about us and his plans are perfect. Which are so much better than what we come up with on our own. I have to keep reminding myself, His plans are better than mine. Not so easy when you feel like you’re loosing control, but as I understand it, that is the idea behind surrender.

So, while I feel like we’re hundreds of miles from our destination, we’re much closer than we were and I should probably not forget to enjoy the getting there.