I'd like to announce that I've now survived two nights at my new place. The first night I had my sister Katheryn with me for moral support (and I'm not ashamed of it!) and last night I went solo. And it was a pretty uneventful night's sleep, despite waking up freezing cold and realizing that I couldn't just go grab a blanket from the blanket cupboard...because I don't have a blanket cupboard.
I've already found an unexpected blessing in my new room. It faces the sunrise! Now, I'm usually a sunset kind of gal, but sunrises have their own kind of beauty. And at 7am in the morning while I'm getting ready for work, having that cheery warm sun flooding my room is like a special "good morning" from God.
My two zebras have been given places of honor in my room. Hopefully you know by now that I love zebras and these guys are special to me. The "mommy zebra" (above) was given to me by dad two Christmas's ago and the "baby zebra" (below) was given to me this past Christmas by my 13 year old brother, Stuart. Who's also building me a model TARDIS for my desk.
Yes. Be jealous.
My amazing friend Brea gave me the little chalkboard photo-frame (barely seen next to the little zebra) last week. It was my first house-warming gift. She said it's for me to write inspiring bible verses/quotes on and that's exactly what I plan to do with it. Once I remember to bring the chalk to my new house, haha.
Yesterday, I confess to being somewhat on the depressed side as I got home from work. I was in a hurry because I was running late for babysitting my niece and nephew, I was tired, emotional, hungry, and my house had no food in it yet...and I just wanted to go home. "Home" being Home-with-a-capital-H-where-my-family-is. As I ran from my car up to the door (none of my house-mates where home yet), I saw in the alcove next to the front door...three big bags of groceries. I was confused as to who's they were...until I saw the package of Keebler's Coconut Dreams. My favorite cookie. And I knew they were specially for me. From my sister Katheryn.
And I promptly starting crying.
Because she's just amazing that way. My whole family is. And I love them so much.
Inside the grocery bags, were not just several of my favorite guilty pleasures (pop tarts, Arizona teas, Coconut Chocolate Chip Cliff bars, jello, etc), but there was also a glorious supply of kitchen staples - flour, baking soda, baking powder, butter, even a big bag of potatoes. All the stuff needed to start my new home. I pretty much cried while I carried all the bags in and began putting all those treausres away.
Then I went and picked up my niece and nephew...and took them Home. And I hung out at Home with my family and it felt like nothing had really changed. Yes, I live somewhere else...but the thing that really matter haven't changed. I still dumped my purse into "our" room, still talked to mom about my day, still got my "TARDIS update" from Stuart, still sat on the floor of "our" room with my two sisters, talking and laughing while I did my nails. I know over time the change will become wider in some places, but I know where it really matters it's going to stay the same.
Because whereas a lot may change in my life...I love my family.
And that will never change.