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6 Months To The Day

It has been officially been 6 months since we arrived in Coeur d' Alene, Idaho. Crazy. Some days it feels like we have lived here for years and other days it feels like yesterday that I thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest with grief as I drove out of the Tahoe Forest Church campground.
 Life changes so quickly. I have been trying to be very present with my emotions and the events of the past 6 months. I don't want to look back at this time and wish I would have been more present here in CDA. But I also don't want to try and replace my memories from Truckee to hid the grief that is sometimes more real than the feeling of my feet hitting the pavement when I run. How does one balance all of these things? I don't know. I do know that as hard as this change can be I believe we made the right decision. I truly believe this is where we are suppose to be right now. I can't tell you where God will lead us 5 years from now but I can tell you I will trust Him because He has provided for us...
                                                                                               
  • I LOVE WHITWORTH
  • We have a church we are involved in
  • We are working with Middle Schoolers
  • People have welcomed us into their homes and lives 
  • We have jobs which leads to 
    • having food 
    • having an apartment
    • paying our bills
  • Close to family 
  • Did I say that I LOVE WHITWORTH
  • We still have the love and support from our framily in Truckee 
      • PLUS
  • The love and support from our friends in CDA
  • We have got to explore the area and go on fun hikes and car rides!
  • NEW RESTAURANTS TO TRY! 
  • Coffee shops are EVERYWHERE
  • Gorgeous views
  • Living next to a trail that I can ride and run on! Just right outside my door
                                                                         
I feel blessed beyond measure. The other night I went to bed feeling happy and content. We had hung out with some friends here and just had a good time! It wasn't one of those awkward we are still trying to get to know each other moments. Levi came over and cooked dinner in their house (some of you know how awesome that is!). Then we just had serious discussion followed by inappropriate jokes about poop. That's friendship, right?!?! ;) We came home, went to bed and I had this dream. We were at a baseball field with our framily (in case you feel like I spelt family wrong. Wayyy before that sprint commercial came out Levi deemed this term for friends who feel and act like family) from Truckee. Everyone was laughing and hugging. It was like Levi and I were back for a visit. I could feel the love. It seemed so real that when I woke up I couldn't remember where I was at first. When I did adjust, I wasn't sad. Well, maybe a tinge of sadness but I felt more loved. I thought it was interesting how in one night I felt overwhelming loved for who I was by both friends in CDA and Truckee. I don't think many people get to say that they have framily, let alone framily in two different towns and states. Cheers to the next six months! 

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