Holy cow y’all, I don’t even hardly know what day it is.

I had no idea that moving states would be this chaotic. Or maybe I did, but was in denial.

So far I have had zero time to do anything besides change our address 43048032 places, fill out 89786876 school forms, drive in circles 3293 times from being lost and cry into my pillow 89785675 times from being so overwhelmed. I don’t want to sound like negative nancy here, but I’m not gonna lie… moving has been hard.

I shouldn’t be too negative… we did get a date night last night and that felt AMAZING.

I knew moving would be hard, but anticipating the difficult times and then actually living them are two very different things.

I will say, I know without a doubt, we are where we are supposed to be and even through the chaos… God has shown me that OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

I’m keeping a notes section on my iphone and every time God gives me another little confirmation that we are following His lead, I write it down  so I can go back and remember why we are here.

Leaving our old home was hard.

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Hard doesn’t even do it justice.

IT WAS BRUTAL.

A piece of my heart was left at the house we called home for 7 years.  We had it custom built, lived in it and loved it like it would be the place where all of our babies would grow up. We thought it would be our forever home.

But when God is calling you to do something bigger, you have to set those emotional feelings aside and remember that His plans are better.

I have cried many many nights wondering how-in-the-ever-loving-world He could have better plans for us in a place where we feel so uncomfortable.

But the ultimate answer is, His way is better.

And although I can’t see the whole entire picture just yet… I am already seeing little glimpses into why He called us to Nashville.

Here’s a perfect interpretation of the progression of feelings I have felt towards God during this move (this is supposed to be sarcasm at it’s finest – so laugh with me)…

Left picture: Before the move… Me giving God the side eye when He started calling us to move to Nashville.

Middle picture: After moving here… Me saying, “Here we are God. Here we are. Now what?” (I would have probably followed this up with more side eye)

Right picture: Current status… Fake smile.

I’m really looking forward to the day when my feelings towards the move are more like this…

I know one day soon I will feel like my emotions match this display of excitement above.

But right now, all I see in that picture is an empty house that is no longer ours.

Women are already a rollercoaster of emotions on a normal day, but man, throw in any life changing event and wowsers… cry-laugh-cry-laugh-cry-laugh—– repeat—–

Hopefully my husband won’t admit me to any kind of psychiatric ward before I get myself in check. Seriously.

I will report back soon… when I’m less emotional. Ha. #thatwillbenever