This has been a recurring question for Liz and I over the past few years. Both being native to our current location, we wonder what our lives would be like were we to pack up and move to the unfamiliar. Would we find a new adventure just waiting for us to tackle or would we crumble under the weight of home sickness?
First, a flashback…
Ever since I can remember, I’ve been passionate about the big blue sky. From watching the birds soar up a large, rising thermal, to flying my radio control gliders up that very same thermal. From biking up to the top of a mountain and feeling even closer to the clouds, to barreling down that very same mountain, pretending I was flying as I descended.
And not just the sky, but every natural thing under it. From the mountains to the water to the trees and the trails that lead to more beauty, I enjoy God’s wonderful creation as much as I think humanly possible. And with this passion comes the desire to enjoy it year round. And this is one of the downfalls of our current location. Read more »
The last 8 weeks have been some of the most stressful, tiring, scary, happy and rewarding weeks of my life. Our son, Tyson, was born 8 weeks ago to this day and brought with him a new found respect for sleep. The birth was intense, the sight of a human being that was molded by our very own DNA, amazing, and the shock of having a new born baby, exhausting.
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