I can’t help but laugh when reading the blog I posted in December 2021, right before a life whirlwind. It says, “Part of my healing is accepting life as it comes and I’m happy to move forward with this new chapter and see where life takes us.” Oh, if I only knew what was rolling in my way. It felt like the universe heard those words and immediately said challenge accepted and proceeded to send test after test.
Let’s pick up right where we left off from the previous blog. We had just sold our home and found a rental right across the street. Like literally the neighborhood across the street. We had checked out a few townhomes, a couple houses nearby, and looked at apartments, but rentals were going quick and none of them seemed right. We were down to the wire and needed to move soon as closing on our home was coming. Then this home across the street popped up just in time. Not our dream place but suitable until we find the home we need for Olivia.
Should be an easy move, right? Only if a snowstorm hadn’t
hit us! We moved in 2 days and by “we” I mean my husband and whatever family he
could find available last minute. Some of the family we had planned on asking
had gotten Covid and the other half couldn’t make it due to inclement weather. The
ones that did make it all slid down our poorly angled hill trying to find any bit
of traction they could against the snow. They worked hard in the cold and were
our true heroes of the day. Typically, my husband and I make a great power team
for things like this, but this happened to be the day I had also FaceTime him
to say, “I just found out I’m pregnant and can’t help move anymore!”
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