Well, we and all of our stuff made it safely to Savannah. As we sit here amongst all of the boxes, it is hard to believe this is our new home. As I look at sweet Gress trying to figure all of this out, I am brought back to remembering moving throughout my childhood. It was challenging at first, exciting second, and a bit lonely realizing your surroundings are quite unfamiliar. Yes, exploring is fun but being unsettled is just that. As we all sat on the kitchen floor eating one of our favorite meals (meatloaf) last night, Gress asked who was coming over for dinner. We once again explained that our friends were a bit further away and we wouldn’t be able to have dinner with them for a while. It is quiet here. We sat outside staring at the unclean green pool and realized, the pace of things is much slower. It’s a nice change. Looking up at our new back door, a nest of caterpillars is hatching. It reminds me of all the change Rad and I have been through in our last 9 years in Atlanta. Little did I know we were being transformed to grow somewhere else. Who knew. If you would have asked us 9 years ago where we would be, never would I have said here. God has a way of working out the kinks, and revealing things you never expected. Now on to unpack more boxes and start to feel a little more settled.


