My girls (and their mama!) have been so thrilled this week that we could finally venture outside without coats and hats! We like to count the crocuses that grow wild around our neighborhood. Yesterday I finally caved to their enthusiasm and allowed the girls to pick just a few for me. And of course, the charm of this season inspired me to create a bit of my very own spring magic. This is just a peek at my newest collage--the first in a series of flowers, still in the works. Hope to add a print of this to my Etsy shop next week!
We savor our daily walks home from Kindergarten, especially now that spring has finally arrived and we only have a few more weeks to enjoy it on this side of the Atlantic. If I could take the tree-lined path and the quaint nooks and hiding places of our little corner of Germany home with us to Colorado, I so would!
Since announcing my pregnancy and our move back to the States two weeks ago, the reality of both has come crashing down upon me in alternating floods of excitement and tears. It feels like I can barely put two thoughts together as I pack and try to process the changes that are coming. So I appreciate all your kind words of encouragement and congratulations, my friends! And your patience with me as silence tends to reign more often than not these days on my blog. I can't tell you how much it helps us get through the more "bitter" part of moving again, knowing all the "sweetness" that lies on the other side--all of the people who are truly happy for us and sharing in our joy!
Today I forced myself to sit down and connect the thoughts, because I want to tell you a bit of the story:
Today I forced myself to sit down and connect the thoughts, because I want to tell you a bit of the story:
You never know what surprises life has in store for you. Just when you think you're settled and content, God whispers in your ear that He is doing a "new thing." That's what happened to us at the end of 2012. I had begun to feel a restlessness at the end of the summer, but then I wrote this post, celebrating our two-year "Germany anniversary" and the new sense of peace I was feeling. That's when the whispers began. It was a whole new brand of homesickness--one I had not yet experienced. It wasn't a desperate feeling or a sudden need to run away, to escape. It was just a quiet sense of knowing. All this time I've been learning that no matter where we go, we carry with us a home in our hearts and in the hearts of the ones we love. But suddenly I knew that this same love could also carry me back to the place and to the people with whom my heart most feels at home. And since there will be more of those people soon--I'm going to become an aunt this summer!!!--the choice became clear.
I kept quiet about it for a while, didn't even mention it to my husband for at least a month, thinking the feeling would go back into hibernation as it usually does. Instead, the peace grew more palpable, the pull towards "home" stronger and stronger, a sense of belonging there greater than I had ever known. Turns out that in his own way, Tobi had been feeling it too. Of course, he is German and here we live closer to his side of our family. But Tobi lived in the US from the ages of 17 to 27--most of the years of his adult life, and nine of the nearly twelve years of our life together. Anyway, there wasn't even much of a "discussion" about it. It was simply one of those moments in our marriage when we were almost instantly of the same mind: we would be going home sometime in early 2014. Actaully, it was a moment not unlike the one in which we knew that we were suppsed to move to Germany. And even though regret is often such a tempting place, in no way do we regret our time here; rather, we cherish it. Our hearts are even bigger now because of the precious friends and family whom we love in Hamburg! We had to live in Germany for a while to figure it out, but now we know where we belong.
Of course, the timeline has been pushed up a bit since we are now figuring one more Schilling into the adventure! And quite a few other things served to confirm this direction for our family and show us that the time is now rather than later--even when most of this looks absolutely crazy to our earthly eyes. But we say, "Yes, Lord!," trusting in His provision and in His promise that "the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are unseen are eternal" (2 Corinthians 4:18).























