In my 31 1/2 years of life, I’ve heard these things…
Home is where the heart is.
Home is where your story begins.
Home is where your stuff is.
Home is where you start from.
Home is what you make it.
And, I must admit, all of those hold quite a bit of truth.
But, in the last few months, my sweet little family has made transition after transition.
Both of my boys have met new teachers at church.
My big boy has started at a brand new school.
My husband has learned to work with new colleagues in a brand new office.
I have tried my best to start making a rent house a home for a season.
We have all looked for new people to form sweet bonds with…new restaurants to frequent…and new grocery store isles to learn.
And, this Momma has tried to not loose her mind in the midst of commuting and packing! I’m exhausted and unsettled!
But, in this crazy season, the thing I have realized more than I ever have before is…
Home is where your family is.
It doesn’t matter if we’re laying on the floor of a rent house or all piled in a car between here and there…wherever we are all together…THAT is home!
I am SO very thankful for my precious little PoeFam! They make me smile…they are my comfort and my constant!!! And, EVERY day, I thank God for the blessing that they are to me!!!
And, after tomorrow, we’ll all be TOGETHER a little more often. Tonight we’re packing up the final (ok…let’s be honest…we still have LOTS of packing to do) boxes, sleeping in our first home for the last time and then we’ll be welcoming 2 trucks and 4 movers in the morning. I’m ready, but I’m not. I know I’ll be EXTRA sappy and probably wear the “ugly cry” as we drive away, but I KNOW it’s going to be so nice to all be a little closer all day…everyday!
We’re still waiting on a final close date (and praying LOTS about it), so we’ll get to come back and see our house a few more times…
It has been such a perfectly happy place…with millions of memories that will NEVER be forgotten! But…a house doesn’t make it a home…my sweet family does!