Saying Goodbye

Oy.

Today was a long day.

We couldn't quite fit all of the contents of the shop into the U-haul (sigh).

So today we drove up with the stock trailer to get the last of  it.

We loaded it all up.

The house is empty except for dust bunnies & cobwebs.

The barns are empty.

We officially don't live here anymore.

:(

There's nothing left but the dump pile.

Some friends are doing the final clean-up & dump run for us.

We had planned to do it ourselves but it would have required one more trip and that just may have done us in.

We had the trailer all loaded & did a final walk thru of the house.

My 13 yr old started to cry.

So I started to cry.

Even my big, strong husband started to cry.

We stood there, in our empty living room, holding onto each other & crying.

Saying goodbye.

Don't get me wrong.

We are super excited about our new ministry.

We love the people there.

But leaving our homestead is hard.

This is home.

We've been here 6 years.

The longest we have lived in a single place since we've been married.

I've had 3 positive pregnancy tests in this house.

Our youngest was born in this house just 18 months ago.

God has given us much joy here.

And been faithful to us thru the sadness.

He blessed us with this homestead.

I remember when we moved here I said "This is it. They are taking me out of here in a pine box."

Well, God had other plans.

And I am blessed to live them out.

But saying goodbye is hard.

Goodbye High Desert Homestead.

Goodbye.

Blessings.