As news of us leaving spreads through the church, I've been met with lots of, "Oh no! We'll miss you!," and "No you're not." LoL.
Six years ago, I never would have thought I'd become so immersed in a church. Seven years ago, I never thought I'd find myself regularly attending a church by choice.
Washington has certainly become home to me, and it's been a struggle for me to support Yubo in this decision to move back down. And actually, it was very much God changing my mind -- or more like, telling me to stop fighting it like a brat, though not in those exact words.
Even though we're just about set, prayer about the decision continues. Just want to make sure that we've done everything God wants us to do up here without hastily running off. At least, that's where I'm at. Yubo can't wait to "go home," because that's what it is for him.
Anyhow, I don't have a whole lot to say regarding this. Things that we don't need right away are slowly being packed and put into storage. Once the clutter is out, we'll do a big cleaning (especially our very disgusting carpets).
This year, I will probably write up one of those Christmas letters for the friends that don't stalk me on FB or that I generally don't talk to or update very often. And my main plan is to spend my birthday up here and double it up as a
Then we'll become one of those Spring/Summer visitors as a break from the California heat and smog.
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