Hey everyone! The title of this post pretty much sums up my reality for about the last month. Things have been more than chaotic for our family but we are FINALLY settling in, albeit very slowly, and trying to establish a new routine. I am not a fan of change and can be downright inflexible at times, so this transition has been pretty hard on me. I am trying to stay positive and keep a smile on my face. Some days I am quite successful at that and other days, to be perfectly honest, I don’t feel like moving my rear end off the couch! I’ll get there, though. I’ll get there.
We have certainly had quite the adventure over the last 9+ months. It strikes me as terribly ironic that it has been the same amount of time that my family has been apart as it takes to have a baby. It really does feel like we have been kind of through a re-birthing process as a family as well. Life as we know it will never be the same. EVERYTHING is different now.
Well, almost everything. A few things remain the same. My love for my little family, for one. My undying devotion to my awesome husband-if anything our marriage has gotten stronger over the last many months apart. Our faith. Oh my, has our faith ever been tested! We have not had an easy marriage and we have been through some rough times together and some horrible circumstances-but I have never felt more stretched in my faith that I have during this entire process. I feel like God asked a lot of us, and a lot of times we failed. I failed. But we have come out the other side of it (mostly ) stronger and with more joy than I ever thought possible.
Also, just for the record, my commitment to maintaining a healthy lifestyle and my weight-loss journey remains the same. Unfortunately, I have gotten WAAAAY off track, but I am not giving up and I am not giving in and I am not backing down. I will share more next week about what has been happening in terms of weight-loss and yes, I will FINALLY break out the scale (it is still packed somewhere) and come clean!
Other than that, though, it seems like just about every aspect of our lives has been turned upside down. I am sure I am making it out to be far more dramatic than it really is. I mean, people move every day right? What’s the big deal?
For those of you who are newer readers and unfamiliar with our story, the short of it is that about a month after I started this blog, in July of last year, my husband lost his job. Thankfully, we are debt-free and had a little bit of savings, but since my husband is the only income-earner and we have four kids, it’s kind of imperative that he be employed. His job loss was a HUGE shock as he worked for the government which usually seems to be about as secure as you can get. We are very fortunate to have a great support network and friends who rallied around us with their prayers, and at times, yes, even financial contributions, which is always very humbling. But it’s also what the body of Christ is all about.
Long story short, a good friend of mine knew of a job opening in Florida, we really had very few other real prospects, and so, my husband applied. Not that I don’t have faith in my husband, but I never in a million years imagined a month later he would be moving to Florida, leaving us behind to sell our house and settle matters up in Indiana.
It was pure insanity and it all happened so fast that I’m not even sure I’ve still had time to process it. It is still so amazing to me how incredibly fast life can change with one phone call or in one sentence. But change it has!
My husband and I and our kids have lived apart since September of last year. To say that’s been a rocky road would be putting it mildly. Our only communication for months was through Skype. My kids are awesome and weathered the storm much more gracefully than their mama, thank goodness. Just another example of God’s grace to us during a hard time. Kids are so resilient and mine really were such a great blessing and help to me as I became a single-mom of sorts.
There were a few ecstatic hellos during the course of that 9 months, and plenty of tearful good-byes. We do NOT handle good-byes well. Every time Daddy had to return to Florida after only a day or two at home, it was utterly heart-breaking for all of us. There was no indication that our house was going to sell at anytime in the near future and we started making plans to go down to Florida anyway. We had had enough.
I’ll pick up with more of our adventures in my next post!
So tell me y’all-what’s new with you? Have any of your had any setbacks/victories on your weight-loss journey?