Coming Home.

  So July 14th-17th the packers and movers come.  Our home here in Colorado has still not sold, but we are hopeful that that will happen soon.  The lengthy time it has taken to sell our home has actually helped me to slowly settle with the idea of leaving.  I am good and I WANT it to sell sooner rather than later. Tom arrives July 10th and it feels as if our world will be just a little bit more settled.

  We love our home in Charlotte already.  The only problem is that there is a very nice 16 year old male that lives across the street.  We must keep an eye on that one.  Across from the side of our house, there lives a woman who grows Irises.  I lover her already.  Tom said the neighbors are wonderful and it is beautiful.  Our new back yard faces the woods and there are many deer to be seen. The neighbors also had good things to say about Olympic High School.  Whew.  Just a few worries off my list.

  My mind has been full.  My faith has been tested.  I know that God is good and working all things out for my good.  It is easy to say, but harder to live for sure.

  To keep my mind off of the sale of this house, I decided that when I can't sleep at night, most nights, I do genealogical searches on my family.  So far I have done the males of both my parents. I have discovered some really interesting things.  First, both sides were Quakers who came from England. I knew they left England for religious freedom, but I never knew what that REALLY meant. It meant that they were against slavery, they thought all people, including women, were equals and had a purpose.  They thought that you could pray to God directly .  They believed that minimal living was best. They believed in these things so deeply, they risked being killed, accused of heresy and witchcraft.  It meant that when they arrived in the New World, they had to live in Pennsylvania because the government would leave them alone.  When the Pennsylvania areas got too crowded, they ventured to new land.  In the case of my forefathers, both sides went to North Carolina.  They were threatened and sometimes killed because they were against slavery.  They were basically run off.  From there, my forefathers went to Alabama and Georgia.  During the time they were in North Carolina, they lived not far from where I will be living.  Granted, I hope I am not going to be run off, and I would like to think I can live there in peace. Charlotte prides itself on being multicultural.  We like that.  We believe all people are equal and should be treated as such.  We know and believe in a living God that we can speak to.  Our new home is definitely not minimal, but we know it is a gift to us from God.  I am amazed at how times have changed, yet a lot of the basics are still the same, 300 years later.

  The next couple of weeks will be filled with goodbyes and meeting new people.  I thought I would never leave my beautiful mountain.  Here I am, middle aged, and starting a new adventure.  God sure has a sense of humor.

TTFN

A Little Bit of Hope

Yesterday, we found out that the home we have been hoping for in Charlotte, will soon be ours.  We are going to lease it until our house in Colorado sells and then we will purchase it.  Our new address will be 9440 Segundo Lane, Charlotte, NC 28278.  I am so excited.  It is a beautiful home and only minutes from Lake Wylie.  Better yet, we will be together again.  We are hoping to move the third week in July.  In the mean time, we are hoping and praying for a contract on the Colorado home.  We have offered incentives for new buyers, so we are hoping it works.  God is good and we are trusting him.