We are packing up and moving West, to a chicken farm that is really really far away from all that we know. It's so exciting. And scary. And.. so many "ands". Somedays we want to jump up and go, other days I get jittery and want to crawl into my bed and never get out and face reality. We made this decision together, thru lots of prayer and with the best interests of our family in mind.
But the fact of the matter is, we've only ever seen the pace we are to call home ONCE. Yup. We were there for three days last year. Thats not much time to base something this life-changing on. So we decided it might be a good idea to actually go again and see it before we really pack and bags for good and call it home. We went for four days this time, with Rowan, while my mom and dad graciously cared for the big boys.
And we loved it. Truly we did. Driving up felt good. Walking around was great. The town of Taber is not too small, not too big. Just perfect. The skies are huge. The ground is fertile. There is room for growing boys. There is a congregation of fellow believers. There are no traffic jams.
And the best part?
I will get to see my husband, the love of my life, Every. Single. Day. Breakfast. Lunch. and Supper.
Who wouldn't be excited about that?
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| We flew a red-eye flight out of Hamilton |
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| Calgary is three hours from Taber so we caught a Hotel. Rowan LOVED it! |
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