7 months...and counting

Today has been 7 months...7 months since I uprooted a comfortable life, to follow, what we are hoping, is God's calling for our family.  Seven months ago this morning, my husband walked out the door to start a "new" career and my children walked out the front door to new schools. All this was going on around me while I sat at home with C.R. surrounded by palmetto bugs and unfamiliar territory.

So, here is a short recap of the last 7 months:

• Moved 2 hours further south, to Aiken, SC (in less than a week)
• Husband and 3 of our children started new adventures
• Started looking for homes right away (not great living conditions)
• Found a foreclosure, but didn't feel it was right for us
• Continued a 2 month process of house hunting
• Went back to foreclosure and bought it
• Remodeled, re-carpeted, painted and moved in 9 days
• Expected my parents to visit for Christmas but mom broke her femur bone
• Celebrated the holidays with other family and friends
• Spent 17 days in January with my mom, dad and siblings in Florida
• Spent a week mourning the possibility of losing my mom
• Went back to Florida to celebrate her recovery with my husband and kids
• Still riding an emotional roller coaster with my mom's health

I am now trying to gather my thoughts and feelings on how fragile life is.  So many, too many, friends and family members are hurting with illness, death and uncertainty. It is very hard to believe that our Lord's hand is moving in every single one of our lives. It is the decision to step back and believe that He is in control and will guide and direct our future.