Tuesday, August 24, 2010

New Season...

On August 10, my sweet Daddy passed away.
He was my best friend (besides Josh), secret keeper, safe place, and the one who understood me more than anyone.
It's been 2 weeks to the day and wow...the Lord is good.
Yes, I still have my breakdown moments and I know there will be more to come...but the heaviness and overwhelming sadness are not an everyday occurance.

Josh and I have officially moved in with Mom and Erin.
This has been an extremely difficult thing for me...believe it or not!
I feel like my life is CHAOS sometimes. But in the middle of it all, I know the Lord is approving and I know we're doing the right thing.
Our little start of our life together is packed in boxes and stacked in the guest room at 1130 SE Preston Lane.
Our residence is now in the OTHER guest room, complete with a bed, table, and dresser.
Sometimes it's still hard for me to swallow...I've tried to avoid unpacking as many boxes and suitcases as possible. If I unpack, it means settling...and settling means staying longer than I want to.
All lies of course, but still a challenge for me.

Erin has finally started school...and boy, is she EXCITED!!
I've never seen the girl study and what do ya know?? Tonight she went to her room early to STUDY!!
I'm so happy for her! She's been wanting this for quite some time, and it finally happened for her. At last, her heart and school are on the same page.

We leave for California in two days. I'm super excited!! For one, Josh has never been to CA and I'm so excited to show him my last home. And two, I can't wait to see people that I love! My kids, the Lizottes, and so many other families: STOKED!!!
Oh and three: We're getting TATTOOS!!! I haven't been tattooed in SO long and I'm beyond ready!
There is one thing I'm not necessarily looking forward to...my dad's memorial service #2. We seem to be handling everything so well, and I'm scared that this service will awake sorrow...again.

In the middle of all of this, I can honestly say that God is good. He is not mean or nasty. And I love Him...yes. Even still.