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I've been thinking a lot lately.

On all kinds of subjects, really. Life. Love. Liberty. Pursuit of happiness.

And through all my thinkings- I've come to one conclusion.

I'm cared for, looked after, loved, and blessed.

The four of us (two parents, two darlings) have seen lots of change recently. Of course it has all been good change. But change- even when it is completely good, is still change- and therefore inherently.... difficult?

Yet through it all- we've been carried. And calmed. And helped.

Michigan, which could have been one big storm- was in fact a shelter. And as it turned out, the friends we found there were family in disguise.

And then, on top of three years of blessings, our most recent BIG change was simply a series of miracles. How we got to Boise in the first place... how we got housing... how every little thing fell into place at the exact right time. I'm talking precision.

Yes. We still have our share of challenges. Robs still does not like Boise, and sometimes refuses to come inside. She sits in her little car seat and asks to go to our other home. And yes... it tweaks my heart a little, because we have yet to find any kind of friends that even come close to matching the ones we miss.

But I can't complain. There's no room.
I know He has us in His hands.
And for that, I am, and will always be...
very..
very...
grateful.