October 16, 2004

  • There's No Place Like Home ...


    Yep, the ruby slipper's have been clicked three times together.  The whirlwind swirls around us.  And Terri has landed in an apartment all her own.  It's scary moving in here with no job.  But we need our own space.  I didn't realize, even though I knew that we'd been stressed and had to do a lot of flexing, adjusting and compromising, just how difficult its been on the three of us to be in someone else's home for the past five months. 


    No matter how welcome we have been made to feel, no matter how much we know our hosts love us, we have had to live with the constant awareness that they were also flexing, adjusting, and compromising - only, it was their house.  And my kids are not perfect little angels.  They are cool kids and generally well-liked by the people in our lives.  But they are boys with boisterous tendencies.  I'm glad to be in a place where I don't have to worry so much whether they are causing a problem with their laughter, their activity level, and their typically boyish way of relating to little girls.  "I had to pull her hair, Momi, she sat down right beside me with those bouncy curls and she smiled at me! 


    So while we are carrying boxes, setting up our home, and unpacking the things we haven't seen in six months, I'll leave you with a few more photos of the sights we love.



     




     

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