We are here, we have arrived safely. It took 14 hours, at 55 mph, to drive a loaded 24 foot Budget truck (loaded solely by my husband and I) with a 16 foot car trailer and our other car following behind, 650 miles.
The moment we arrived we were here, home. My Dad said to me, over the phone the other day, “It’s like you finally left your twilight zone.”, he is totally right. My head is clearer, could be the moist cool air, my soul is easily settled, my smile is bright.
Crammed into a one bedroom apartment, well crammed is a bit overstated, there is enough room for all of us and we are thankful for this space to land until we can buy a home. In many ways, I am enjoying the tight quarters, there are lots of morning snuggles to start the day, we have to face our fears and joys head on, no hiding behind a closed bedroom door and cleaning up our mess is a must, or else there is no where for us to eat or sleep.
In the past week we have explored everyday, a new beach, the forest, we have swam in local rivers, let our skin soak in the moist air and continue to just stop in the midst of this beauty and say out loud “I am so grateful for this”.
My boys are thriving, they are in it, submersed in the wonder of this place, finding their favorite stumps to perch from. The beach and forest are their refuge, each offering its own unique opportunities for exploration and outlet towards joy. They each explore the same location differently but we can all come together and appreciate where we are.
A balance I have longed to find.