Unpacking the Heart

  I had the best of intentions of writing a blog post last week, but life seemed to have other plans.  The last post was just before the packing marathon that took over our house.  We became very anxious in the days up to the move and worried that there was no way that we would get everything into a box in time.  We also realize that we have entirely too much stuff.  I mean really, why do two people (plus a dog and a baby on the way) really need THAT MUCH stuff??  I thought we had done such a great job cleaning out stuff, until I saw it all in boxes.  Ugh. Our last Sunday morning in Graefenburg was very rough.  I had promised myself that I wouldn't break down, cause when I pregnant girl starts crying....she really doesn't stop.  I did really well with that promise, until Matthew sang "Beulahland".  That one gets me every time. So with lots of tears and prayers we said farewell to Graefenburg.  The moving company was set to arrive between noon and two on Tuesda

Week 1 as full time mommy = complete.  And....I survived.  lol.  This week, even though I haven't had to go to "work" each day, have still been very busy and full of "to -do"s.  I have made all necessary appointments that needed to be made before moving...I had my hair "did", Samson goes on Friday to get his "did", doctors appointments and collection of medical records have been completed.  Now, to finish packing.  Moving truck arrives in less than a week.  We have so much done, but it seems that there is still so much to go.  Where does all the "stuff" come from?   This week was also the week of Annual Conference, which, for those of you not so Methodist readers, is a convention of all Methodist Clergy and some laity from all over the state, or at least the parts that fall under our jurisdiction.  The really neat thing about getting that many clergy and laity together is that when we sing....we sing.  The only thing better and mo

Happy 4th Birthday Samson! Sunday was Sam's 4th birthday and he had a BIG day!  The church had a family picnic, so he, of course, got to go out and play and romp with all of the church members.  Then we came in and took our yearly photo, Samson had his favorite treat, and got a new toy.  Whew!   It's hard to believe that he is four.  I remember the first day we brought him home, he had more fur than body. SO cute! Monday was the last day of school for students.  I did really well throughout the day.  At the end of the day our principal gathered the staff together to say an official "goodbye" to those of us who were leaving.  (there were quite a few this year).  I fell apart then.  I never really regained myself the rest of the night.  lol. Silly hormones.  Tuesday was somewhat easier, there were no formal goodbyes and my friends made arrangements to see each other before we officially moved.  At the end of the day one of my friends asked if I wanted to go