On the road again....

I guess most of you have heard we are "On the road again"! Yep, we are moving out west as soon as the house sells. I am not sure how fast I want that to happen. I mean I want to go west I am just a little apprehensive to make the journey. Transition is such a crazy thing. Doing something new is wonderful and exciting, but just like the first day of school or the first day on a new job there is fear of the unknown. There is the question of will we fit in, how lost are we going to be and of course, the "I don't wanna go to school" day, feeling. You probably know what I am talking about.
I think God has a great sense of humor. It seems when we first move (mind you this is #38 for me) it is exciting then reality sets in and everyone is miserable. Because even if we just left a garbage dump the place seems like a palace when you aren't comfortable in your new surroundings. It happens every time. Everything was better in the last place. Everyone was nicer and you loved it there...even if the week before you were complaining about how miserable you are and can't wait to leave. Then as time goes by you make new friends, develop new relationships, get use to the school, roads, stores, churches and neighbors and then...we move again! Don't get me wrong, we were looking for this job and we were praying for a home closer to family. WE all miss them so much and were hoping for a days drive away...2 hours is a much better deal! I often think God is looking down on me and telling all his friends "Watch this one, she is about to lose it...it is so funny when she does that!" If I am going to be the star of the comedy I am glad it is his!
Well I better get to packing and packing and packing....it never seems to end. I notice I leave more in boxes every move. I wonder when the final one will be? Who knows maybe this will be home sweet home for the next 50 years! Ta!