Saturday, March 28, 2009

The last four days we have gone through the ups and downs of realizing that we have to move out of our house. We have waited for this day to come, hoping it would come, but now that it is here, all the memories of the last 7 years are floating by us. There is some sadness mixed in with all of the excitement.

This is the house where we spent the first three years adjusting to being a married couple in full-time ministry. We took in a college student for a month. This is the house where I surprised Martin one day by walking in the house with a cat I adopted at PetSmart (without consulting him first), because I made an emotional decision after having a bad day teaching. (He took to it surprisingly well) That cat was our baby for almost 3 years. This is the house where our two boys were born, and we stumbled through those scary first few weeks and months of being new parents. Our boys took their first steps on this carpet, spoke their first words and grew from babies to toddlers. This place is etched in our hearts forever.

We have called on about 10 houses so far and driven around the entire city about three times, looking for the perfect place where we will live next. This is important to us because we really don't want to have to move more than once in the next few years. We are realizing that the house we have been in, with the low rent, is the nicest one in the entire area for what we are paying - literally. The low rent we've been paying equals a 1-bedroom apartment in a bad area around here. We need a miracle. (We don't want to buy yet for many reasons, since so many people have asked us about that). Thankfully we have a lot of people praying for us and keeping their eyes open.

On another totally different note, I had a very embarrassing experience at a photo shoot today. I had to "shoot" a family of about 17 people all together, including about 4 individual families separately. Well, one of the families (I thought) had two children, and this third older girl wanted to be in all of the pictures. I thought she was a cousin (she came to the shoot alone in her own car), so I had her sit out on a few of the pictures I took of the family, and then put her back in so they could have some shots with her, too. The parents then told me it was okay if she was in every picture, so I proceeded to take all the pictures with her in them. Well, after the two hour shoot, I found out that she was their older DAUGHTER, not cousin, and I had been asking her to step out of the photos!!! They were very polite about it, but I didn't realize it until the VERY end of the shoot and did not have a chance to explain or apologize to them! Oh man, I really need to figure out what to do about this "mommy brain." It's getting worse!! :)

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