A Return to Home

[intro]I’ve wanted to put these thoughts to words for months now, but the feelings of my heart have struggled to translate to my fingers clumsily pressing against the keys of my laptop. There is a stirring in my soul that’s been growing since we’ve moved here to Arizona. It’s a longing for more time. Not time for myself like I used to crave. Time with my loved ones. Those loved ones start with my immediate family and span to you. Yep, you- reading this post. Life is made up of times and seasons. [/intro]

Maybe you’re in the season of school. I’ve been there too. The time of life where you’re focused on fitting in, getting good grades, hanging out with friends, dating, wondering if you’re enough, trying to figure out what you believe, who you are and what you purpose is. . .

Maybe you’re in the season of newlyweds. I’ve been there too. Madly in love. Focusing on being the perfect wife, perfect homemaker, perfect cook, worrying about money, what your neighbors think, wanting to spend all your time with your spouse. . .

Maybe you’re in the season of parenthood. I’ve been there too. Living for those little people you helped create. Focusing on just surviving, sometimes feeling like a failure, wishing you enjoyed those days where you had nothing to do a little more, feeling a slightly more frazzled, frumpy and tired than you thought you would in your pre-kid days. . .

Maybe you’re in the season of work. I’ve been there too. Spending looooong hours in front of a screen. Focusing on money, trying to pay off debt, trying to get ahead, trying to just get to the next step. Hustling. Feeling successful and accomplished because people appreciate you and praise you. . .

Let’s face it, we never truly completely get over all those seasons. They become pieces of who we are. We learn from them, move on and grow and change. Different things become important. We let go of focuses and hang on to others.

Now.

Now seems to be a season of transition for me, and the thing that I want more than anything is more time.

I can’t get enough time with my husband. I can’t get enough time with my kids.

I often reach out in my spare moments to my extended family or old friends. Relationships are incredibly important to me.

We’ve had a lot of change over the past year. My husband’s career has switched from working in advertising to becoming a pilot, we’ve moved to another state, we’ve made new friends, purchased a new home, my kids changed schools twice (and a couple of them will soon be embarking on a new adventure of homeschooling), my business has changed and is continuing to evolve in my mind to something wildly different than what I’ve been doing for the past ten years. . . transitions in pretty much every aspect of our lives.

My outlook is transitioning as well and a lot of the things that seemed so important to me at other seasons in my life are taking a backseat as my new focuses are increasingly becoming more centered on the Lord, my family and my home.

No one is perfect … least of all me. Anyone who has spent basically any time with me knows that. But isn’t it easy to get sucked into the is greener on the other side mentality? I don’t want anyone to think for a second that things are perfect or always easy in my life. I hate that. I prefer to keep it real. Of course the not so great stuff in life still happens daily. I get stressed all the time. My kids argue and I yell. Money is tight and there is always some emergency that needs to be paid for. We’re having car problems. There are probably 5 loads of laundry on my floor that needs to be folded and put away. . . that’s just life. But there’s a bigger part to life than all the day to day drama or negativity.

I feel like God moves us through life and gets us to where we need to be. One way or another we get there. We build relationships with people for a reason. Each person who comes into my life has a purpose and I am so grateful for you all. I have to tell you that this is an extremely fulfilling and exciting season of life. It’s one that I want to share with everyone. I can’t wait to see what the future holds.

It’s a return to home.

So if you’re wondering what I’m up to, feel free to stop by, call me on my landline, or send me a good old fashioned letter because for now you can find me in my home.