The People Make the Place
I thought this picture was perfect for that nervous, excited but sad, feeling that you get, just as you are about to move. We are four weeks out from the longest distance, most emotional move we’ve ever made. This will be our 8th move. However, this is the very first move where our little boys are old enough to really get it. We’ve been in the area for 5 years and in this house for 3. We had NEVER lived in the same house for three years before! Saying good-bye is going to hurt this time.
Anyone who has done even a little bit of moving around will tell you that the people are what make the place. If you have an amazing community of friends, you can weather Siberia together and be perfectly happy. If you’re living with a crooked bunch of questionable folks–Paradise itself will not be habitable.
So if people make the place, then this little D.C. suburban neighborhood has been a little piece of Eden for our family. We live on a street where the parents all socialize over our chain link fences, while we pull weeds (only don’t look too closely at my neglected gardens…), our children run from one house to the other giggling and carrying on, and I know when one of my kids stray, one of my neighbors will step in!! We have a neighborhood school, a park, and a pool. Our kids all play on the same basketball, soccer, baseball, and swim teams. Some of us even go to the same churches. It’s like a small town, in an urban area.
“If I flick it (the slug) off, can I immediately go inside and wash my hands? Ew! I touched it! I touched it!!”
Joshua and Caleb both started kindergarten here. Daniel took his first steps here. JD was born here! Geesh, I’m going to miss this place!
The people here are AWESOME, and that has just made all the difference. We have so many friends, we have so much in common, and they are all solid families with homes that I know I can safely send my children to. I am just so thankful to have been a part of this!!!
Ok, you will notice I’m wearing the same outfit in a lot of these. I had a little farewell lunch with some of my closest friends from our community this week. These women, plus a whole bunch that are not pictured, are ALL incredible, and I can’t tell you how much I have learned from these gals. These are the “Park Moms” that got me through the birth of baby #4. They brought me meals, chauffeured my older boys, helped me with Daniel, and best of all–they were just there!! I will forever be a better person, just for knowing these wonderful women.
“17 Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend.” Proverbs 27:17
Also, in defense of Betsy and me, we were pregnant in a few of those last photos!!
I’ve always felt like God put us here to provide a safe little nursery for our children to spend their youngest years. Do you know how you start your tomato plants inside so they get a solid start on life? While the weather is still too cold for them, you keep them warm and safe in doors. Once they are hardy, and the frosts are over, you take them out into the elements and plant them in the dirt.
Does moving out west mean that I am taking them out and putting them in the dirt now?? What if they aren’t ready?? Will we find another community like this one?? Ah, the timeless worries of a parent! Let’s hope I will find another nursery for them. They are all still so little. I mean, JD isn’t even walking yet.
I trust that we will be just fine.
I just remind myself, when I start to worry, “God will provide.” Where he leads, I will follow. He hasn’t failed us yet.
So we say thank you one more time to our amazing friends, and not good-bye, because a.) we’re not gone quite yet, but also b.) we will see you again. And we press on towards the future, knowing that God is with us wherever we go.