Can I be honest here for a few minutes?
I sometimes struggle with a balance between keeping the blog light and happy and keeping it real. Well, in the effort of keeping it real today, I gotta tell ya-- the past 6 weeks have been some of the hardest I've ever had to go through. And more specifically, the last two since we got down here to Florida.
It seems like nothing can go smoothly with this move. I won't bore you with the details, but it's been rough. We've been sleeping (and sitting, and eating) on the floor since last Thursday, which wouldn't be a big deal if I wasn't 32 weeks pregnant and if we hadn't been without our things for 5 weeks already.
Besides the stresses of moving (while pregnant!), I've been missing Hawaii like crazy. I'm doing my best not to compare our new hometown with our hometown in Hawaii, because I know they are apples and oranges. But I find myself feeling homesick each day-- for our friends, our church, the familiar places and people. I think once things become more familiar here, it will get better, but for right now, my heart is stuck across the Pacific.
Last night, we wanted to get out of the empty house, so we set out in search for a coffee house where we could sit in comfy chairs and spend time together. After driving for twenty minutes and searching online, we couldn't find anything in our area. Seems like such a small thing, but it was one of those "last straw" things that left me feeling that this will never feel like home.
I'm trying my darndest to see the bright side of things and find joy in those "little things". I know there are many, but my heart is overwhelmed with the stress and frustration of the move. I know that it's no accident that we are here at this time and that God must have great big, beautiful plans for us. He must.
Hopefully things will improve after our household goods arrive on Thursday and we can make it feel more like home. I know many of you have been praying for us, through our conversations on Twitter and Instagram. Thank you thank you for those prayers and the kind words. They mean more than you know. I completely believe in the power of prayer and the inexplicable peace that comes through it.
So, that's a little bit of "real" for you today. I'm struggling here, but trusting in the goodness of the Lord, and His awesome plans for us.
lindsay