So we've been living here in Idaho for 2 years and 3 months now. When we first arrived, the landscape was foreign, the town was small, and I wasn't sure it would ever feel like home.
I think I was wrong.
I've become accustomed to the desert plains, the town truly is small, but it does feel like home.
We have a church home, a wonderful preschool for Alex, my getaway gym filled with friends, a hairdresser who knows just how I like my hair to be cut, our own house with horses in our backyard. It's home.
Don't get me wrong, I probably would never choose to stay here long term. Though the road to Boise doesn't seem quite as long as it used to, there is still a void here when it comes to shopping and entertainment.
But we're talking more and more about our next step and what lies down the road for our family, and I'm getting nervous flutters in my stomach.
I'm comfortable, and I don't like change.
The Air Force, however, doesn't ask my opinion and in Josh's career field moving every 2 years and 8 months is the norm.
Where will we be moving next? Will it be in the U.S. or overseas? Closer to our family in Michigan or farther away? Will there be good schools there? Or will I don a denim jumper and teach from home? Will we find a good doctor for Derek? When will we leave? Will we be able to sell our house? Should I stop buying new condiments now and just ration what we have left?
Anyone who can answer these questions, please chime in!
Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
Okay, we'll I'll just go back to normal life and pretend that next year at this time I wont be in a different house, state, timezone, or country.
Come visit, but don't expect any mayo on your sandwich. We have to be prepared to move, you know.