Change Is Hard

I haven't written. A big reason for that is soon after my last post we traveled to visit what will be our new home in El Paso. To write about everything going on in the past few months would mean that I'd have to accept that these changes are happening. I'd have to acknowledge them when all I really want to do is just stay still for one minute.

But, as an Army wife, I know more than many that change happens and there is nothing we can do to stop it. So move we must.

Really, though, as I sit back and ponder on the past few months, I can recognize that change has been happening all around us while I thought we were staying still.

Crazy boy here outgrew most of his cloth diapers. My not wanting to even attempt potty training with a long drive and big move coming up has us back in sposies for a few final months.



Mr. L has begin writing. He writes us notes all. the. time.



The snow has (finally) melted and we've switched over to the glory that is Spring in Kansas. I'll never get tired of the amazing clouds and storms they have here. It is truly God's work and the skies here can take your breath away.



Mr. G here has increased his vocabulary ten-fold and begun to sing, sing, sing with me.



With the final day tomorrow, my baby has finished his preschooling and will be a Kindergartener.



And with all these changes I find that the most important thing stays the same....our family of four and the strength that we gain from the love we do have for one another and the simple fact that we are not alone when going through these changes. We go through them together, this Army family of ours. And so, whether we are in VA, TX, or KS, we can enjoy the simplest of experiences together and appreciate that life is awesome when you make it so.

So, yes...change is hard.

But some things stay the same...

the love I have for these boys...





the love they have for each other...



and the love for where it all began...with a knock on the door of my dorm room from a cross country runner who thought he might join the Army.



So, on my 9th anniversary, the changes seem okay. I feel like I can handle whatever God sends our way. For the simple fact that I have these three on my side...



and a lifetime ahead with the best father, husband, friend that I could have asked for. And knowing that marrying that runner would bring move after move, house after house, deployments, new jobs, leaving friends, meeting friends....I would marry him all over again if he asked.

So bring it on. We're gonna be okay!