Since moving to Florida God has been teaching me how to live one day at a time.  LITERALLY.  There are no old hymn notes playing, no music, just a complete stripping of my peace should I leave today.

I feel there are many decisions to be made that all hinge on where we will be living at the beginning of this coming school year.  There are two things of which I am certain after renting in a gated community for 1 year.

The first is:  I do not like gated communities and I want land.  Living where my kids can not run and play has been horrible.

Second:  I will pay for walls.  I do not like open floor plans.

We’ve probably all heard the song, “One Day at a Time, Sweet Jesus”.   I live that song.  Decisions I want to make I can not.  So I continually reel myself back into today waiting for what our pastor calls Explosions of Grace in my life.  Tiny glimpses of God reminding me that he’s got all the stuff that feels like cobwebs in my brain.

The two weeks were were in SC passed as if it were 3 days.  Friends, Food, Yard Work, Dr Appts all kept us busy as beavers.

Now I’m home to taxes (still not done), the last of the school year, and planning for next school year.

It’s a little funny that we live in Fla and vacation in SC now!!!  I pray God has great plans for the house we love in SC.  And I pray for His blessing here to be more than I could ever imagine.

Well, it’s been a while since I have the time to sit and write.  Forever, to be exact.

We just got back from a trip to SC where we spent time with friends and worked in our yard.  Our house there has not sold.  It’s nice to go and stay for several weeks.  However, it is also hard to feel as if we have one foot in one state and one in another.

While I was frantically packing to come back to Florida my lovely friend, Lisa, came to help me pack and our kids got to say their last goodbyes.

Because words escape me as of now I leave you with a hello and a picture of the gang.  Each expression is just a perfect representation of who they are!

Thanks for taking the time to snap pictures Lisa!!

This is my child who wore underwear on his head and socks on his hands when he was three years old.

Fast forward almost eight years and here we are….

Think I should be worried?

As many in the south know God gave us the wonderful gift of snow this year. My Floridian children were amazed and shocked at the 6 inches that were dumped in the Piedmont of NC.

They played until their toes were frozen, came in to thaw out and then went sledding.

Baby girl tried her hardest to make the snowman’s head.

While Child #3 ate everything in sight.

And Child #4 made good use of his XXL size gloves (the only ones left in the store)

They had a blast as mom (me) with a nasty two week long cold watched from the window.