Sometimes I am amazed at how quickly life can change. Sometimes it's for the better... sometimes not. But it's always incredible to realize that nothing is static. Things don't always go according to plan and we have to roll with the punches.
Two weeks ago my life was like this...
And then one of these pulled up in front of my house...
And suddenly things went from this...
...to this.
And now this...
Being back in Georgia almost makes me wonder if the last year really happened. Did I really move 3 times in 10 months? It almost feels like I never even left Georgia at all.
My sister-in-law texted me the other day and said she'd had a dream that I had bought a house in Virginia and moved there and then she woke up and I was gone. But it wasn't a dream. And we both had to laugh.
Who moves six kids across the country and back and up the east coast and back? Who spends six months unpacking a house and making it home only to pack it all up and start all over again? Who sends all of their household goods to Washington and then moves to Georgia to sleep on the floor? Who does these crazy things?
Me, that's who.