Our family is in the middle of a huge transition right now with the move. I had great plans of updating more frequently about the progress of the house, and just haven't had time. Being a full time working mom in the middle of building a home just doesn't allow for much blogging or documentation. But this part of our story is so important to me. While I haven't documented much of the house building process- I wanted to take a little bit of time and talk bout the emotions of moving, and pay respect to our current home, the home we have been renting for almost five years.
Let's just start with the beginning. Here's the back story of how we ended up in this tiny little two story home:
Right at our one year anniversary, John accepted a position in Charlotte. (We were living in Winston Salem at the time.) In order to split the drive, we quickly searched for a rental home in the Lexington area, which was about halfway between the two cities. I would continue working in Winston at Baptist Hospital, and John would commute south to Charlotte for his new job. We literally found the house the day after John accepted his position, moved in that weekend, and he started his new job on Monday morning. It was a whirlwind, and we barely had time to think about the decisions. We literally rented the first house we stumbled on that looked halfway decent.
When we signed the rental agreement, we signed it with the intention of only being in this home for one year. We agreed to a one year contract, and then would pay month to month past that depending on where we were going to end up. We had absolutely no intention of paying month to month for FOUR more years. But that's what happens. You make plans, and God always has something different in mind that you can't even imagine.
We searched and searched for homes to buy closer to Charlotte. I even interviewed and accepted a position closer to the city, and then turned it down. Something just didn't sit right. We felt unsettled, but we also didn't want to settle on something that didn't feel right just for the sake of getting out of this house. So we waited. Patience is something God has continually worked with me on, even from a young age I was incredibly impatient. So looking back and realizing that He took my "one year" rule and turned it into five makes me laugh. There He goes again. Making me wait. Wait on His timing and his plan. And am I ever glad I did.
But before I talk about the joy of a new home, lets talk about the rental. This house. It's in boxes currently, it looks like a disaster area, and part of me is rejoicing at the fact that I am finally moving out of it. I've griped about this house endlessly over the past few years, the fact that the carpet grossed me out, or I couldn't paint, or it needed repairs that I wasn't about to pay for. I just wanted something of my own. And yet the closer we get to moving out, the more I realize just how comfortable this little place became. It wasn't perfect, it frustrated me to no end, but it was exactly what we needed, when we needed it.
Just like saying we would only live here one year, I also swore I would never bring a baby home to this house. And Landon just celebrated his third birthday. There go those plans out the window. As much as I want to let go of this home, it holds memories that are more precious than anything in this world. It has the stairs I walked up and down while I was in labor working my way through contractions before we went to the hospital, it has the room we prepared for our teeny newborn to come home to, it has the floors that he first crawled and walked on. It has the tupperware cabinet that he destroyed on a daily basis while I cooked supper. It has five Christmas mornings, and birthdays and all of Landon's firsts within these walls. Oh it has so much about it that I won't miss, but it has so much that I wish I could bottle up and take with me.
These past five years have been hard. They've been full of their issues and uncertainties, but my goodness they have been full of happiness and love and joy. For that, I am eternally grateful for this home.