aaaaaaand i'm back. after all the packing, moving, and traveling across the country (thirteen states to be exact) i'm finally returning to the blogging world.
and it feels good.
this week i will be playing catch up. and it may take me a while, so bear with me. alot has happened since you and i last chatted. a cute little girl turned one. a woman and a handsome man celebrated their third wedding anniversary. and said family relocated thousands of miles away from their home in dallas to bangor, maine.
(yes... bangor, maine).
it's been quite a whirlwind. but a good one.
now, let me back up a bit. i moved to dallas seven years ago from living in ohio with my girlfriends after we graduated from college. i headed there to go to dallas seminary, and figured once i graduated i would pack up and head back home. to maine. and then came nick cornwell. a handsome--really handsome--guy with bright eyes and a constant smile. and that was the end of the that plan. we were married within a couple years and settled in irving, texas. moving to maine was something we had prayed about and talked about for a long time, but never felt fully released from our life in texas. and then came bella cornwell. a chubby-cheeked, flailing arms-and-legs, crazy-haired baby that stole our hearts. and we began revisiting the idea of moving and re-evaluating what we wanted for our family.
we decided a while ago, after much prayer, to move our family from dallas to my home state of maine. the reasons were various (aside from god's leading in our lives) but simply put, we wanted a simpler life. we wanted seasons where we could pick apples in the fall, and play with our kids in the snow. we wanted cooler summers where we could sleep with our windows open, go for walks in the evenings and watch the ocean waves pound the rocky coastline. we wanted a place where we could relax a bit more and live life more slowly. we were dreading saying goodbye to our family and friends in dallas, but the life that awaited us, along with god's promise and sovereignty, kept nudging us forward.
neither nick nor myself have the personality where taking risks and trusting god comes easily. we both struggle with having faith in what we can't see. so you can imagine how scary this move has been for us... and not surprisingly, god has provided courage and grace for every step. it has been incredibly humbling to watch jesus show up and continually remind us that we are following his leading even if it feels as though we are walking a bit blindly.
yeah... he's good like that.
we spent our last week in dallas packing up our apartment, and spending as much time with our family&friends there as possible. my parents (thank you, mom&dad!!) flew in on thursday to get bella and fly back with her so we wouldn't have to take her on our thirty-five-hour-road-trip. my parents and our friends so graciously pitched in and helped us put all of our belongings into cardboard boxes and loaded them into the back of our moving truck. phew.
saturday morning we met a group of about twenty of our best friends at a local diner for a tearful breakfast. as i looked around the room, i saw the faces of people that had been such a special part of the last seven years of our life in dallas. nick&i are exceedingly grateful for the blessing of friendship in our life--those that will never be replaced, those that will never be severed.
we pulled out of dallas at about ten thirty that morning with three of our best friends, matt&camille and candace and had the road trip of our lives. thirteen states in two and a half days, endless conversation, some music thrown in, junk food, and lots and lots of stops at mcdonalds (ehhh). through the mountains of tennessee, the hills of virginia up through the hectic highways of new jersey and new york and into scenic new england... it was quite the drive.
and then we were home.
on monday evening, nick&i rolled in to my parents driveway in our big, yellow moving truck at the same exact time we were married three years ago to the day. i love god's timing like that. he always amazes me in the small things. it's his way of reminding me he is there; divinely orchestrating the events of our lives... big and small.
we said goodbye to texas last week, but hello to our new life in maine. we will never forget our time there. dallas was where we met, fell in love, had our first apartment as newlyweds, had endless hang-outs with some of our best friends, brought home our beautiful bella grace and became a family of three. our hearts will always be tied to texas and the memories we have there.
as we pulled closer and closer to our new home, i sat in the moving truck with nick, holding his hand, tears streaming down my face. excited about what's to come. hopeful about our future. amazed by god's goodness, his provision and his faithfulness.
hello, maine. i know your winters will be cold, it will take some time for us to get to know you, and i know life will not be perfect, but i know god has lead us to you. and i trust him. and i'm excited about our life together. really excited. because you are pretty great. and god's plan is even greater.
"great is thy faithfulness
o god my father,
there is no shadow of turning with thee
all i have needed thy hand hath provided,
great is thy faithfulness
lord, unto me."