Moving to the Lowcountry

Boy, have we had a busy summer. Most of it has passed in a blur.

Things have definitely changed. Today I sit in a home filled with boxes. Looking out my window, I see a sand driveway that meanders through the trees. A gigantic dragonfly drifts past my view on its way to a live oak tree.

We have moved to the low country!

I can still hardly believe it. But God so graciously prepared my heart for this nearly one year ago.

My husband found a job that he wanted to apply for, and so I began to research the area thoroughly. The job was taken off of the board before he applied, but I had already really looked into this place. So when a different position at the same employer popped up nearly six months later, I quickly gave my blessing. I’m so grateful to have a husband who asks for my opinion.

And so here we are. It hasn’t been easy to leave everything we once knew. Everything familiar. But the way each and every event surrounding this move seemed to just fall into place, we believe it is God’s will for us.

In our quest to lessen our debt load, we have downsized. We are now living in 1800 square feet, which is definitely doable, but my family of ten is having to make some adjustments. Purging has been hard on my mama heart, and I still have a long way to go. I simply brought too much, even after purging a lot before moving.

Our home in Georgia is on the market, and we are currently in contract negotiations with a couple. We are praying for God’s will to be done, and at the same time we really hope that it sells sooner rather than later.

I seem to have both good days and bad days right now. We have so much hope for the future, and yet I miss all that was left behind.

Another struggle I have faced is my itch to explore the area. As a homeschooling mama, I really want to take my children to all of the cool new places around here. At the same time, I realize that I need to concentrate more on making this house a home for my family.

Through it all, God has been so gracious. About a week and a half ago, we thought we would need to evacuate due to Hurricane Irma. As the crow flies, we are about fifty to sixty miles inland, but I guess with all of the low lying land and waterways that wasn’t quite enough. My husband was going to stay behind due to his job. This all happened within two weeks of our move, and I was a basket case! It really put things into perspective for me though. I realized that I didn’t care where we lived, I just wanted to be together.

Anyhow, we are getting settled little by little. I am looking forward to when this place truly feels like home. By God’s grace, we will get there.

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