We're still in Las Vegas, NM. That plan flew out the window sooner than expected. Needing to be flexible was a given but kicking off this adventure with a serious problem has really tested our flexibility. Or maybe our commitment. We could scrap this whole crazy idea and just head back to Colorado... it's not to late. The truth of the matter is this has been a bumpy transition for all of us. The kids are at each other, Geary and I have snapped at each other, I've snapped at the kids, heck even the cat seems pissed off. "Is that seriously my new litter box?!" But then there have been moments- Calista brushing Felicia's hair, Tenley riding around the park on her bike cheering on Corwin, elaborate pretend games, older siblings helping younger ones read, and even two kiddos cuddled in the same bunkbed. They must not really hate each other that much if they want to curl up with one another at bed time. So while we all get use to the entire camper rocking anytime someone rolls over, not having water in the morning because the temps. are below freezing, and trying to find just a little space of our own we're also learning a lot about compassion, understanding, grace and forgiveness. Here's to hoping we have ventured down a path that takes us outside of our comfort zone into the place of growth but not so far into the unknown that we are beyond our abilities.
No comments:
Post a Comment