Over the past week or two, several people have pointed out to me that I haven't blogged in MONTHS. So, back by popular demand... here it goes:
The past few months have been full of ups and downs.
Moving to Marlow: Down? Up?... debatable.
Stephen's new job? Up.
Missing Westside Church of Christ: Down.
Making new friends at Chisholm: Up.
Selling our house: Down. More details to come.
Building project: Mostly down.
More family time: Up.
My dad's mom died: Down.
My dad's sister going psycho: Big down!
Looking for a new house: Down.
Brooks getting big: Again, debatable.
Moving to Marlow has been wonderful. (I know, I never wanted to come back... but I'm here, and I love it.) Stephen LOVES his new job. We have made a few very good friends here who we spend a lot of time with doing family-friendly activities. My job has been going really well. We finally sold our house, which our old neighbors LOVE because the people who moved into it are kind of trashy. Oops. My Grandmother passed away. She was so fun and I miss her dearly. I don't want to get too hung up on that topic because it's been a sore subject since December. Maybe someday when this is all over with, I will be able to talk freely about that one. And Brooks is just getting bigger and bigger. He's started walking and talking. It breaks my heart to see him growing so big. But every time he does something exciting, like his first series of steps or his first word or blowing me a kiss... My heart swells with pride for him.I never knew that being a mother was going to be so wonderful... if I could have ten just like him, I would. (NEVER thought I'd say THAT!)
Now for the house thing... We sold our house in such a short time. We had tons of people look at it and finally found some buyers in just a few short days of being on the market. We lost about 14k out of the deal, but were ready to let it go and move on with our lives. Packing up that house was devastating. We spent our wedding night there, it was the first house we bought together, we brought Brooks home there, we got burglarized there, I graduated from college there... we just have so many memories of that house. I cried like a baby the day we left, and the days leading up to leaving. I never imagined it would be that difficult. Packing up that house was like packing up the past three years of my life, and transferring them to a storage unit. It was sad. For Valentine's Day, Stephen called our realtor and asked her to ask the new buyers if we could dig up the tree in the front yard and replace it with a new one. We bought the tree when we first had Brooks and I was looking forward to watching him grow up with it. Needless to say, he dug up that tree and took it with us. I love that man. He's wonderful.
The past few months have been a growing experience for me. I've learned so much about my family, what kind and generous people my parents really are, I've gotten much closer to loved ones I wish I would have known better sooner, and I've become more like my selfless mother. I am so proud to be my parents' child. I'm so proud to be Stephen's wife, and Brooks' mom. My faith has grown stronger. And that's the most important thing in life.