When last I wrote, it was the end of Spring, and the chaos of the last few months was just beginning. First, with 3 children, 2 of them toddlers, and my husband in Iraq (serving our country), I began the ordeal of putting our home for sale and shipping our household goods for storage at our next base. Around then, I got the news that we are expecting another baby.
Now that I am finally feeling as though I can get my head above water, the baby is due. In the mean time, we spent the summer in Turkey, sold the house on Laurel, moved most of our household goods to Cheyenne WY, found out that there was not officer housing available after all, totaled the Mercedes in a flash flood, bought a house in Cheyenne, moved here just in time for school, bought a Yukon because we are now a family which needs third row seating, and are waiting for the rest of our household goods from Texas and Turkey, including my husbands VW.
Maybe sooner than later I can post the photos from Turkey, or describe our home there. Maybe I will soon be able to convey how it was so rewarding to spend so much time with my mother. But right now I am uncontrollably driven to nest, nest, nest. I have not set up her room yet or chosen a name or bought a stitch of clothing, so while doing that, one by one I will try to catch up with friends and family. I will spend more time writing, recording, corresponding and when at all possible visiting.
Now that I am finally feeling as though I can get my head above water, the baby is due. In the mean time, we spent the summer in Turkey, sold the house on Laurel, moved most of our household goods to Cheyenne WY, found out that there was not officer housing available after all, totaled the Mercedes in a flash flood, bought a house in Cheyenne, moved here just in time for school, bought a Yukon because we are now a family which needs third row seating, and are waiting for the rest of our household goods from Texas and Turkey, including my husbands VW.
Maybe sooner than later I can post the photos from Turkey, or describe our home there. Maybe I will soon be able to convey how it was so rewarding to spend so much time with my mother. But right now I am uncontrollably driven to nest, nest, nest. I have not set up her room yet or chosen a name or bought a stitch of clothing, so while doing that, one by one I will try to catch up with friends and family. I will spend more time writing, recording, corresponding and when at all possible visiting.
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