First impression of Charlotte

  Last Friday morning, Becca and I got up at 2:30 am, went to the airport and flew to Charlotte.  This first thing Becca said was "look at all the trees".  The next she said was "look at all the water".  Indeed there were lots and lots of trees and so much more water than here.  The absolute best part was being reunited with my beloved.  Just to be near him and be a part of his life, was such a treat.

  We found a gorgeous home, that we hoped to put an offer on, at least that was until we visited the local school.  The school felt like a ghetto and not a single teacher had a smile on their face.  I just can't imagine Becca going there.  Because we don't want the school, we have to look for a different house.  Because we have to look for a different house, the search goes on.

  I am sick of looking for houses.  I am sick of worrying about our house.  We had one showing over the last week.  The feedback was the same as it has been "shows great, hate Voyager Pkwy. in the back". It feels like nothing about this move is easy.  I am reminded that we are doing what we feel God is calling us to do. He didn't get us this far, to let us down.  Someone will buy this house, and somewhere, there is a house for us.

  On the upside. Charlotte was very pretty and so very friendly.  They truly have the southern charm going on.  Tom's office is beautiful with a gorgeous office garden.  The girls explored "uptown" and went to a white water rafting center.  Becca wiped out on the mountain biking trail, but she will be fine.

  As the Spring break comes to a close, I look forward to the end of the school year.  Hoping the house sells and we can move on with our lives.

Waiting

  I saw a quote on Facebook that said "Patience is not in waiting, but how you act while you wait".  That sums it up.  We have had four showings in three weeks.  I am wondering if the price in our house is a bit high.  I am wondering if we need to do something to get the house moving.  I hate this process of clean everyday and wait.

  Tom is loving Charlotte and I can't wait to love it with him.  I miss him so much.

  I went to a meeting at Rampart High School, all about Laura's graduation.  I sat there with other parents thinking "How did we get to this place?".  I can't believe my baby is about to go off to experience the world on her own.

  Not sure I can handle any more change.  It is so hard to think about how different our lives are about to become.  My little family is changing.  I know I have to just accept it and move with life, but I am truly sad that my comfy little life, here in this comfy little town, is about to be rocked apart.

Keeping on.

   It was a tough day.  Two of my students were in the office for referrals.  I often blame myself and then have to remind myself that I did not cause them to misbehave.  I care so much for these children.  It is a double sided sword at times.

  We are counting down the days until we get to go see Tom.  I have never missed him so much.  I am excited about going house hunting.  I can't wait to see Charlotte and all the places he has told us about.  I just want to go for a long walk by the lake with my love.

  No showings on the house, in a week.  I was getting a little discouraged, but a realtor friend told me that house hunting doesn't begin until around Spring Break.  Spring Break just can't get here fast enough.

TTFN