Sense of Peace

Over a year has past since we moved back to the Southeast. 13 months to be exact.

This has been an extremely challenging year. The first three months of our move, we were elated to be back in the area, close to family, and eager to see how this leg of our life journey would play out. We spent our time finalizing our trip to Belize with our best friends, and kept our minds off of missing the people back in Springfield by looking forward to the next time we would see them.

After the Belize vacation, reality set in. We looked around this city we now called home, and were disgusted by the lack of leadership and community support. We were depressed at living in an apartment in a transitional part of town.

We started wondering if we had made a mistake.

We were starting to become something in Springfield, both in our careers and in the community. We had a home and neighborhood. Things were going well there. Why did we move?

After about the six month mark, we started adjusting to our new life. We started considering putting down roots and making this home as long as we were here. At about the 12 month mark, we found a home in a community that we feel we can become involved in, and that is trying to become better.

So, at 13 months, we are home.

We have a little house that we can make our own. We have a neighborhood that is on it's way up. It's close to a downtown that is striving to become better. We are surrounded by family that we get to see on a regular basis, and we are developing friendships that are helping us become better people. After a year, our lives are almost back to where we started, and it feels good.

Sure, we miss all of our friends in Springfield, and if I could move them out here I would, but they are still our friends. The distance makes our time together that much more meaningful. We are continuing to move on with our lives, and it feels good. It has been scary, sad, almost unbearable at times, but right now - it's all good.