A Bit Homesick

We drove past our old Owensboro house this weekend and I was once again overcome with emotion. What a great house in a great neighborhood! I raised my young children there, walked miles around the block with great friends, with babies in strollers and in my trusty Moby wrap, tried to keep up with Jackson on his bikes and scooters, and watched Brock play hours of basketball at the end of that driveway - that's now without a basketball goal. I felt such a heaviness on my heart as we drove away this weekend and I realize that what I've been feeling since moving is grief and mourning. Not for a house, but for a way of life. Our life now will be much more transient - we'll love here in Crane for another year and a half, then probably we'll go to Virginia, and then...I have no idea. And all of that is okay ; it's merely not what I expected grown up life to be like. I guess it never really is what we expect - and maybe...probably that's for the best. After all, moving here was a God send! I listed my beloved home (that we'd outgrown, it's true) with no sincere belief that it would sell. Not only did it sell, it sold for our full asking price in 20 hours. That very day we got a Groupon deal for a hotel in Bloomington and decided we'd come check this place out. Then (same day!) I checked Bloomington's homeschool communities and they have a thriving classical conversations group, which is the organization we loved in owensboro. Of course this was God's plan. And we've met such wonderful people here and have had opportunities here that we would not have had at home. Home. I wonder if another place will ever feel so much like home. I believe it will. I believe God continues to pour out blessings and He will provide another wonderful earthly home for my family. Maybe it'll be back in owensboro someday ;) We'll see!