Tuesday, April 2, 2013


My boys are outside, climbing the magnolia tree, playing with long lost treasures that have been buried in the garage for the winter. Oliver is sitting in a carseat used way longer ago than I like to think about, bouncing balls and whistling, max is somewhere in there with a bug catcher,

Next week we move, out of our well loved 834 sq ft house. With the giant magnolia that shades us all summer. We are moving literally down the street to an 800 sq ft apartment. That is $300 less than we spend now on rent, which is $500 less than what they want to start charging us for this tiny house we have called home for the last 4 years.

We have a plan, it's only a year. It will allow us to save to buy a house of our own. That is the plan, the promise. I am sad, I am scared, I want to believe God is in more control than I am. I want to believe, and most days I do. But giving up the backyard was not in my plan. Giving up the house I just assumed we would one day buy was not in my plan.

We will be fine.... And at the end of this year, we will be even better!


Tiffany Campiotti said...

Moving is tough. Long run, big picture is often hard to focus on. It'll all be worth it in the end!

Their Giant said...

Wish I still had a school bus to move your stuff for you.