Okay, so it's been a little bit. And we have been crazy busy. Now that my excuses are out of the way, lets get to the reasons. Kennedy has been potty training. That speaks for itself. I thought we had it down, but then after 3 weeks she just decided to go back to wetting where and when she wants. Okay fine, under any other circumstances she would be disciplined and watched and corrected right away. I got out the 5 leftover pullups and told her they had to last through the weekend till we can buy more, so I can not have to worry about the carpets getting anymore soiled than they already are. Why do I care so much about the carpets you wonder? Well, we'll get to that.
I titled my post with the intro to wrestling, get ready to rumble. So we've taken some blows in the last year. It's been a year this week since I was let go from the dental office I had loved in Gilbert. I had been praying for healing in my heart for a long time. It was really hard for me to get over, for reasons known only to me. So, I started running in January to take care of me and my body because I had so much residual anxiety from that and other life stresses combined, that I felt I was gonna have a heart attack. So, now I've been feeling the positive effects of training for my half marathon in November, and feeling really strong. Underneath it all, I still was having difficulty with that event. Then, a few weeks ago I had some sweet release from the burden I'd been carrying from that experience. I feel like I'm able to smile from the inside again, and I'd found myself again, a bit different from the experience, but better having gone through it. Now having shared that, lets get back to the carpets.
We need them cleaned, not for us, but for the sale. We are selling our lovely home. We are sad to sell it, but if we don't sell it and try to pay the bank they'll take it from us. I know this is a pond many people are in, but we feel like we were totally blindsided by this. The bank with our 2nd called the loan due. No arguing, swaying, negotiating about it. So, here we are with Tim 5 weeks and 18 credits (yes all at once and all online) away from his Bachelors degree, we get to finish all the projects on our house we have been putting off, we are getting a cleaning crew, a landscaping crew and a moving crew and getting the house ready to sell. We have been honest with our finances our whole lives, and for this to happen is the worst slap in the face at the same time as a boot in the backside. We figured here we are, we can't change the situation, and we know that the Lord will provide all the things we need. Now, our opinion of what we need and the Lord's opinion of what we need will likely need to be collaborated, but we have faith and know that He is in charge. We hope to sell the house without having to foreclose, because that will X Tim from all the jobs he's worked so hard in school to get. Foreclosures block security clearances for Federal law enforcement. SO, if we sell, great, if not, then we know we need to go another direction. I am thankful for the dark tunnel I have been through since this time last year, and am so thankful for the short period of sunshine I felt before being asked to enter another one. The kids are so excited for a new adventure. They are faithfully resillient. We don't know where or when or how we'll go, but we do ask for the Lords blessing to help us sell our house. But it's not what we want, but what the Lord wants and we are at peace with that.
Obviously it's been a little bit since we found out this news, that's why I'm hopeful, but I won't deny myself lots of tears to feel better. I absolutely love our ward, our neighbors, and our home. But, it is just a house, our Home will come with us wherever we go.
And you are all welcome there. Wherever it may be.
Thanks for reading.
