The only constant in life is change

It's 9:05pm and I am exhausted. My shoulders hurt. My eyes are weary. The tail end of another long day come to and end so quickly. Days have been going by so quickly. What I didn't mention in my last blog was we are moving. *Insert added stress here* We signed the contract today for the sale of our home. This all should be very exciting but I feel sad about it too. We are moving into a slightly larger home with all the things we have been dreaming about. The house we plan on living in "forever". I can't help but wander around our house some times since this process has started. Trying to sear every nook and cranny of this home in my brain in hopes that I never forget this stage of our life. This house holds so many memories. I moved to Florida from Michigan. I had never lived any place else. I moved away from all my family and friends. My brand new husband of two months and I decided to run like our hair was on fire out of the mid west. We wanted change. We wanted something new. As the stars aligned, we ended up in Tampa, Florida. I had never even been here! In a few short months we were married, packed up and moved to Florida. It was a whirl wind of a time. This is the first home I've ever owned. I have spent hours planning and scheming to get this house decorated just the way I want it. I learned how to paint in this house. We didn't have the money to hire someone so I did it myself. We allocated $50/month for me to "do stuff around the house". We've had some great times with family and friends. I would say we have spent more quality time with our family since moving down here. We have had some come to Jesus meetings within these walls. A lot of coming together and falling apart. So much good news and bad news has made its way around this house. We got our first puppy. Our baby came home to this house. I feel so connected to this house because we've made it our home. It's our first "home". So while a new house is exciting and fresh and new...my heart aches a little each time I realize we are really moving. We have not packed one single box. Maybe I'm procrastinating. But we are really moving. Contracts are signed, plans have been made for fences, painters and movers. I worry Ashley will not settle in well; that she will be anxious. I think the reality is...I worry I will not settle in well and I will be anxious. I am so adverse to change. I am such a creature of habit...I mean we are literally moving a mile down the street from where we currently live. Seriously. We will get settled in. We will paint and reorganize and make the new house our new home. We will make new memories. We will meet new neighbors. We are moving on to a new chapter of our lives. That is exciting. I am looking forward to "getting to know" the new house. I look forward to our family growing. I look forward to the changes this new house has on the horizon for us. God has brought us along this far. I will continue to trust in him as we make this leap of faith. I will keep updating as we make our big move...excitement and change is in the air folks!