It’s been a hard, hard year. Found out I was pregnant with Lachlan in January 2021. We began pursuing CDL school for Blaine to prepare to move in March 2021. The house sold in April. Blaine finished his classes in May. We moved to South Dakota in June, planning to live briefly in the camper at my parents’ acreage while we found a place to live.
We were still living in the camper in September when Lachlan’s birth became an emergency surgery, and still yet in October when I had a hysterectomy seven weeks after my c-section. Here we are on the last day of December, a full six, almost seven months after we moved, still living at my parents, though now in the chicken coop-converted-bunkhouse (which is world’s better than the camper, with much more space and our own bed). We can’t find an acreage of our own anywhere in the state that’s even remotely suitable. We’re beginning the new year still at my parents. If you’d have told me that at 38 years old, having been married for 19 years and now with my ten children, we’d be living with my parents because we can’t find a small acreage of any sort even remotely close to my parents… yeah. It’s been a rough year. Our belongings are in storage. We routinely wish we had something or another, but finding it or finding room for it here… hard to impossible.
Now, if my parents were writing this blog, they’d probably say it was rough for them too. Their quiet, clean home has been invaded by twelve people. A couple of those twelve people are noisy. Very noisy. And messy. Very messy. And, well, even trying to minimize, the stuff for twelve people is immense. Winter made it even worse. Coats. Hats. Snow pants. Gloves. So. Much. Stuff.
I don’t know what to think that the next year might bring. I’m kind of scared to speculate. I’m almost scared to dream even. I rest in the knowledge that God knows all, and cares for us, even when that looks so very different than we’d choose.
Happiest of New Years to you all.
I know you all want your own place. At least you have a roof over your head and your children are making precious memories with your parents. They will never forget them.
I have Prayed you all could find the size house you need with the acreage you need. The LORD knows what is best for us. It is nit always what we want but HE is never wrong. Praying it will to be too much longer for you all.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!! May we have have a much better 2022.
There are no words to bring comfort. Just reassurance that when you find that house, you will surely be in a good position to pounce on it. You all will surely enjoy it all the more. We are praying that it will be all you want it to be and more. Don’t you wish we didn’t understand life more backward than forward.
Your testimony to go through it all with such grace and as a team speaks volumes. You are raising 10 wonderful people in spite of it all. Whatever you do- you do well, even this.