Well it seems as if I write nearly the same post once a quarter or so. It has happened again. We have been blessed beyond measure. If I don't laugh about it I will certainly break down and cry (but to tell the truth I'll probably do both). Here's what we are looking at.
-finding a house in AZ (lots of rentals on the market, but most would be gone 24-48 hours after posting. making it extremely difficult even with several family members going to open houses for me. oh, but we did land a good one)
-figuring out how to start a business in AZ
-packing, packing, packing
-throw in a surgery (minor, but a big step back considering I can't lift for several weeks. oh, and I was down and drugged for a good 5 days too. crazy to do right before we leave? well, it was vital to my health, and with the uncertainty of insurance after we leave...totally necessary)
-while we are at it throw in 2 ER visits in the same week (making it impossible to ask friends for help)
-2 girls miserable with the croup and ear infection
-one other little girl a bit sad about leaving "her world"
-worrying if Lance will have enough clinic hours in to graduate (he will eventually, just will it be in time to move?)
-did I mention packing (while unpacking humidifiers and medicines numerous times)
-trying to say good bye and wrap up this chapter of our lives (enjoying/hating the last of everything)
Life is all up in the air and I feel as if we are barely surviving. We seem to face trial after trial, without being able to take a breath in between. I am trying to stay positive, although I do cry pretty much twelve times a day at the minimum, and I haven't had more than a 3 hour block of sleep for... days? weeks? I have faith we will be okay in the end, but it's getting there that is hard.
2 more days. I can survive anything for 2 days, right? I hope Lance can too!
p.s. prayers on our behalf are welcomed and encouraged at this point