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Moving is hard, period.

Saying good bye to our friends Jerri and Riley

This isn’t the first move for Alex and me. We moved here from Indiana a few years ago and while it was difficult to leave there, I could never imagine how much harder things would be this time around.

Saturday we were fortunate to have some friends from our church come and help us load the truck and play with the boys. Will was being quite the ham by performing Jesus Loves Me for the ladies who came to watch them on the hearth of the fireplace. The highlight of Will’s day was most likely watching our UHaul truck getting towed out of the mud in front of our house!

The boys have done surprisingly well with us packing everything up. Will will ask where something is at, “where my ____ at?” and seems content with them being in the moving truck. I know he doesn’t fully understand what is going on, but I know he will be excited to be able to see Granny and Aunt Becky regularly. He will definitely miss his Tennessee grandparents Linda and Clark and Linda’s famous chicken salad at Red Rooster Market.

Bristol has been our home for almost four years. Not only have we invested in our friendships and relationships here, but we welcomed our three beautiful boys into the world here. It will always be a special place to us because this is the place where we started our family.

To my friends and family who read our blog in Bristol, we love you all so much and you can never imagine how special you have been to us all! There will always be a special place in our hearts for you. 🙂

Has your family ever made a big move? What did you learn from that experience?

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About Jamie

Jamie is a creative-techie mom, raising three boys under three (twins!) with her husband in Pennsylvania. Jamie now writes at The Red Robinson, www.theredrobinson.com

Comments

  1. When I was in sixth grade my mom and stepdad decided to move to Florida. It was so hard being 1000 miles away from the rest of my family and church. But what I always try to remember is that each phase of my life is a step toward the next. If we hadn’t moved to Florida, we would not have moved to Mechanicsburg after that. If we hadn’t moved to Mechanicsburg, I never would have met Jim, and we wouldn’t have Lauren. God will lead you where you should be, even if it’s just a step in between.

    We’re happy to have you back! 🙂

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