Our Current Family Room

I can feel it now. You know—the feeling that things are definitely in transition, that the move is imminent. Of course, the fact that the walls are void of pictures, the shelves are bare, and the funiture is tempoary may have something to do with it. ;)

We are about a week out from "M Day" now, the big move. We have gotten rid of about half of all of our stuff, and I still have felt overwhlemed at times with how much we have left to pack and organize. I have sifted through every earthly thing we possess—organized, arranged and labeled. Then I did it all over again as Anna and Emily have gone right behind me and undone what I had accomplished. Sigh.

I am trying to have this be something that resembles order and not chaos like it has in previous moves. Yet somehow, even though this is not the first move of my life, I seem to forget just how much work really gets put into this sort of experience. And I am far from being done yet.

However, I can't adequately express how incredible this journey has been as well. Being able to bless others with gifts they weren't expecting, helping those who are in greater need then we have ever faced in our lives, and decluttering a bit has been wonderful. (Not always easy mind you, but wonderful none the less.) And the unexpected blessings that we have received have been nothing short of awe inspiring.

Now, we just need to finish up the remaining packing, truck it over to our new residence, clean, and unpack. No biggie, right? My body is already protesting. This is going to be a long week. ;)