The Night Before Korea

…and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even the daddy who was supposed to be packing but actually fell asleep with his daughters. 

It’s alright, really.  I’ll wake him in a minute.  First I want to take a moment to explore this feeling.

Tonight is my last night in my family’s first home.  Most of my marriage and all of my parenting life has taken place within this small home.  It is cramped and small, oddly shaped, and as far as features go, is more annoying than pleasing.  There is writing on walls (not the figurative kind, unfortunately), stains on the carpet, and only a small patch of dirt for a backyard.

But it’s my home. 

It’s where I became a mom and where my children were born, where they first crawled, walked, ran.  It’s a place that my love for my husband has blossomed and grown.  It’s where our family has reached out, and in reaching, found a wonderful community of family, friends, church, and community.  In short, it has made up for it’s startling lack of appeal by providing a space for our family to be cradled in love.

A little piece of my heart breaks as I plan to leave it tomorrow.

I know, in that same heart, that I am taking with me everyone that has made this place a home to me.  So we will leave our nest in Altadena, fly onward to our new adventure.  Think of us tonight and tomorrow, and please pray. 

With love.

Comments

  1. Micaela- You and your family are already missed and will forever be in my families heart and always in our prayers. We have been blessed to have you in our lives and proud to say that you have influence my children in such a positive way. They will never forget sitting in your classroom and taking in your lessons. Thank you again for all that you have brought to our lives. Travel safe and we look forward to reading about your adventures.

  2. Thank you for posting! You have been in my thoughts all week. I am too wimpy to call you as …well, you know. I was teary-eyed as soon as I started reading your entry “Tonight is my last night in our family’s first home.” I know, I’m a wimp. I will miss you all terribly. I cannot wait to hear of your adventures and will be waiting to hear from you, my dear friend.
    Monse

  3. Dear friend, you are a gifted writer and you brought tears to by eyes. We will miss you very much. I am looking forward to reading your adventures and can’t wait to see you again next summer.

  4. Thanks, all. I am so glad to be able to share some of this with you. I love you all dearly.