I am trying to figure out how to process the events of the last few weeks. In some ways they were planned out long in advance and in other ways they seemed to appear suddenly. Matt accepted a job in Colorado so we find ourselves putting our house on the market, finishing out summer camps quickly and planning to move there in just a few short months.
We came to live in Chicago when Anna was 2 and Claire was just 4 months old. We uprooted from suburban life and settled ourselves into a busy, crazy city. We sometimes lived on ramen noodles and canned carrots, but we were just so happy. Happy to be on our own, away from our home state for the first time and excited for whatever the future held. Matt was just starting his graduate degree in Philosophy and all doors seemed open wide.
Fast forward several years to the surprise pregnancy that would become Katherine. This took us a bit off guard and we decided to head back "home" to Colorado and try to sort out our new life as a family of 5. It became obvious pretty quickly that Matt wouldn't be able to finish his degree and establish his new consulting business. So, we found ourselves back in Chicagoland - this time we settled in our favorite, close to Chicago suburb.
Our home in Evanston was beautiful and the neighborhood was almost too perfect to believe. Our littlest one learned to walk just a few months after we moved in and we felt it was a perfect place to be. A couple of years later things changed dramatically and we ended up deciding to buy our first home since Anna was a baby.
We will be leaving close friends - friends who would drop everything to help out, friends whom our kids play with every single day. Friends who have shared hurts and their hearts with us. While we leave with anticipation of being close enough to see our family more than once a year, we also leave knowing it will be harder to keep in touch with those here.
During this time of transition we are thankful for:
1. God's clear direction
2. Our kid's resilience and adaptability
4. Each other