It has been just over four weeks since we moved, and we’re still stepping over and around big brown boxes. With some of our possessions in the garage, some in a storage unit, and many things still packed up, we all feel a bit disoriented. My middle child has misplaced her tennis shoes. I can’t…
It’s a strange thing to have a blog where you share a part of yourself and your family with readers you may or may not know. What is private becomes public as much as I allow it to do so. And today I share what has been a private decision because I trust and love…
I don’t think it matters whether you’re moving across the country or across the street, moving is hard. I can’t imagine that anyone likes to move, but I know some people who are good at getting it done. They pack well, they plan well, they purge well, and they seamlessly transition from one dwelling to…