June 27, 2021 - Sunday (265/365)
Day 265 of my 365 Photo Journal
Today was a good day. I finished up my job late last night, so I was able to be done with that and not work on it at all today. We went to CT for the first time in FOR-EV-ER!!! It was so nice to be there! Just something about being a part of the body of Christ, like IN PERSON, is so moving. It's such a privilege and we have not experienced it since before COVID started. It was good. We had a pretty relaxed afternoon, Ben made an awesome feast for dinner, and then we all went swimming and hung out outside for a while. It just felt SO good to not be rushed and to have that fun, relaxing time watching and playing with the kids and being beside my husband while doing it. We really have it made. Just before we got in the pool, Ruby got a splinter and flipped out at me when I was trying to get it out, kicking at me and landing some pretty hard ones. I ended up freaking the f out and spanking the crap out of her and sending her to her room. That was the only hitch in the day. Ben came in and soothed things over with her, but man! I got SO pissed. I'm thankful that it was pretty short-lived and we were both able to move on from it, but it definitely sucked.
Also, Ben and I were reflecting on how tough it's going to be for our kids to be a real part of the Xenos (Dwell) culture, not going to school at Calumet. I mean, we hope they won't forever be outcasts, but in a way, they won't be able to get around it. We don't live close by. They won't be there for quick, last minute hang outs. They won't be in school with these kids all day, like those kids will be with each other. We actually came home and house hunted briefly, and even found a place that looked really amazing (small-ish yard though!). I told Ben we should just put an offer on it and he scoffed. He thinks it'll sell for much more than it's listed for, and he's probably right. I really and truly love our house and our neighborhood. I honestly don't want to move. BUT, it's hard enough for me and Ben to always feel left out and not be able to make it to last-minute get togethers or relaxed, spur of the moment hangouts. It's tough to always think man, if this place was 5 minutes away, we'd totally be there, but 25 minutes away? Nah. Watching the kids go through it too is going to be hard. I thought we'd never leave this house, but right now I don't feel so sure.



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