Disclosure: This was written on Tuesday. I'd hoped for all the site updates to be done by the time I posted this. I still don't have everything just how I want it, but I'm working on it and didn't want to post this a zillion days after it actually happened. I apologize for the huge picture you had to scroll through to get here, and also for the large space to the right that has zero reason to be there. Again, I'm working on it. :) Thanks for reading!
Radio silence over.
We are currently in the middle of Indiana on the last leg of our journey "back home". Let me tell you, we are ready to get back to our house-on-wheels. The holidays are such a joyful time filled with family and friends, but I don't think we were mentally, or physically, prepared for how hard the bouncing around would be on our bodies and our spirits
We began our journey from Nashville, TN to Duluth, MN on Dec 23rd and sixteen hours after we left, (too much hydrating to stay hydrated resulted in a lot more stops than we were anticipating) we finally pulled into the driveway. Dec 24th was spent with Grandma Lola and the rest of the McKibbon crew complete with food, pie, a little wine, laughs, and of course, a visit from Santa. The next day we loaded up and headed to southern MN for a couple days with my parents. We drove through rain, and that night experienced thunder & lightening (which in December in MN is almost unheard of), but it was so nice to be around them and celebrate Christmas Day together. From there, it was back "up north" for a meeting - a sleepover with board games, Just Dance, and lots of laughs - an early NYE celebration with friends and snuggle time with our godbaby - a conversation and tour of a stunning remodel in progress - an actual NYE celebration with other friends - a morning visit and coffee with yet more friends - and finally, another Christmas celebration with Blair's mom's side of the family featuring too much good food, Family Feud laughs, and some time outside enjoying the snow.
The past 10 days have taught me a few things...
- Our rectangle-on-wheels is my place of peace, comfort, serenity, and joy. I love living in our space and it feels more like home to me than the previous house we resided in. When I'm away from it, I look forward to getting back.
- Living away from my friends is hard. When they're getting mani/pedi's, having adorable babies that I want to spend time with, and getting together for girls nights, it stings because their joy is my joy. I have been unbelievably blessed in my friendships and knowing new memories, laughs, and experiences are being had leaves me with a pit in my stomach. I know all too often distance has a way of changing things...of weakening things. It's a reminder to be careful with my friendships and do the things I can to keep them intact.
- Living away from family is hard. We were lucky to be able to spend time with Blair's family for Christmas, and had so much fun being together, but we also know it will be awhile until that happens again. Unfortunately, we didn't get to spend time with any of my extended families (we'll do our Christmas celebrations at the end of the month) which was hard 'cuz I just miss 'em! I have the same fear with them as I do with friends - that they'll continue to make memories, not including me, which will result in a change of our relationships.
We were so fortunate to have had this chunk of time in Minnesota, and to be able to touch base with as many people as we did...but I'm also left feeling a bit cheated because we weren't able to spend too long with anyone, and completely missed seeing so many others. Today my heart is heavy and I'm hoping they aren't feeling that way too...