Packing Tape, Bubble Wrap, and Boxes. Oh My!


I figured it was a good time to give you an update on how our packing is going. 

In one word, it’s overwhelming.

When we first started, I felt organized and energized. We packed so much so quickly. But now, we have hit this weird spot in the packing process. We only have stuff left that we use on a daily basis. We have to be strategic and figure out what we can live without for the next three days, what we need for our traveling during the move, and what can be stored for the next week or so. It’s getting to the point that I just feel so scatter brained and can’t seem to wrap my mind around packing the last few things!

I know it will get done and go smoothly in the end. I think I just want this whole move to be over with. I mean, we just did this a year ago! Somehow, I don’t remember feeling this overwhelmed! 

On the bright side, Ryan has been done working for the last 3 days. It has been wonderful having him around to help with the kids and packing. Myra is happy to have him home too! If he goes to take the trash out, she gets all sad and says, “Daddy working.” When I tell her he doesn’t have to go to work, her eyes light up. She loves having her dad around!

This move has been rather emotional for me. It is just too bitter-sweet. The bitter and the sweet battle each other all the time. One moment, I’m sad to leave. The next moment, I’m excited for this new journey. I struggle most with taking Myra away from her friends. Ryan constantly reminds me that she won’t have any memory of this time. And I believe him, but she will remember for a little while. That is when it hurts my heart.

The reason I know this is that her friend, Jasper, moved a few months ago. She still asks about him and says she is going to play with him at church. That was months ago! Now, she has to leave the very friends she has played with every week for the last year. She has grown to love them so much. She has learned how to interact with those kids so well. She no longer cries now when she has to go to the nursery, because she knows she will get to play with all her pals. I know she will be okay, but, as her mom, it hurts my heart.

She may be leaving some dear friends, but she will be gaining lots of great friends in Ohio. I know it will be alright. I actually think she is excited! We have been trying to prepare her for the move as best as we can. She is only 2, but I think she understands it more than I thought she would. If you ask her where we are going in 3 days, she will say “Gamma Poppa’s house!” If you ask where we are going next, she says, “New house! Ohio!” I think that means she is excited and that makes me so happy. 

Oh, I feel like this post is so scatter brained…which is fitting since that is how I feel every day! To sum up this unorganized update, we have 3 more days to pack. Today, we have to run some errands in town to tie up some loose ends. Then, we will be home for our last days, just packing and cleaning and preparing to move across the country! I’m still trying to process it all. I try to stay busy so I don’t have to think about it, so it will probably hit me like a wave when we get there. 

Yesterday, a woman from our new church sent us a card and a gift to help with the move. Honestly, that note was the little boost of confidence I needed. She told us how excited she was that we were coming and how happy she was that Ryan was going to be her pastor. I don’t know, I guess it was just nice to know that we are wanted, loved, and going to be taken care of. 

Even though life can be tough, unorganized, and emotional, God will not leave us hanging and He will use us for His glory. It brings me hope and joy. 

3 more days.

P.S. If you don’t know why we are moving, you can read about it here. 

One thought on “Packing Tape, Bubble Wrap, and Boxes. Oh My!

  1. Ryan is right, Myra won’t remember or have lingering sadness over the move or leaving her friends. Besides, this is the life of a PK and she can expect more change in her life.

    Learning to accept and roll with change is one of the benefits of a PK’s life. Personally, I hope the trend toward long ministries will continue. It is easier on the church and on the Pastor’s family. Some of my dad’s pastorates were short, but thankfully, they were when I was very young. The hardest one on me was when I was going into 7th grade…I lost much of my hair. However, I see the benefit in my life in my ability to face and accept change and meet new people and make new friends. Both you and your children will be stronger for it…even if it hurts for awhile.

    Many blessings await you in your new home!
    Grandma with love and prayers

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