~while in a tiny cabin we wait~
Our first week of five has been completed in an arrangement of tiny cabin living, and we are now well into week number 2. It's been interesting to settle into this little place and make adjustments as needed to the way we have been used to living for the past 4 years here along the Red River. Overall it has been a very acceptable option for us with few problems. For that Mike and I are most grateful.
Today there will be no school due to inclement weather. This is Mike's day off as well so we may be finding ourselves stuck inside for the better part of the day. It's ok. I think the extra rest will be good for both of us. Tomorrow it will be back to my regular routine and the little ones that I teach and love.
Last week during a bit of quiet time at school, I listened as the kids were finishing up their work. They were talking amongst themselves and the discussion came up of my leaving. I heard one child say to another,
And that boy is right.
I will miss them, and I'm pretty sure that I'll be needing a tissue or ten.
The plan to move back home towards Kansas has been in the works since September of last year. Once we agreed that it would be the right decision for us, neither Mike or I looked back. We started immediately downsizing, making major improvements on the house, finding a realtor to sell it for us, and securing a teaching position for me. One thing after another fell into place, and for that we were so happy. Turning over the house keys here to a new family was the completion of that first phase in this all.
Here in this tiny cabin, we now wait.
As we spend these final weeks along the Red River, much is on our minds. Mike and I are balancing two households in completely different states now as well as continuing on with our jobs in Wichita Falls and Grandfield. 95% of our belongings are stored up in Newkirk now, a journey of over 240 miles. If we find that we are missing something that we need, it's not like we can just hop in the car and make a quick trip. The lesson of doing without has been a good one to learn. We grow tired and weary sometimes and even though this tiny cabin is a wonderful alternative to staying in a motel, it does live up to its name of tiny. As such, well you can only imagine that there's not a lot of room to spread out in. It's taken some adjustment on our part, but we are surely making it.
12 weeks from today we shall pull out of Burkburnett for a final drive north. Although 3 months sounds like a lot of time, in reality it is not. The older we get, the faster that elusive thing called time flies by us. Both of us are tying up the loose ends that we have here, and making ready each day to move on. The good Lord brought us here nearly 4 years ago now. There was a real purpose in all of this, and moving here wasn't just some random haphazard incident in the universe. Both of us were sent here for specific reasons, and I believe Mike and I did the right thing.
We listened and we obeyed.
Today there will be no school due to inclement weather. This is Mike's day off as well so we may be finding ourselves stuck inside for the better part of the day. It's ok. I think the extra rest will be good for both of us. Tomorrow it will be back to my regular routine and the little ones that I teach and love.
Last week during a bit of quiet time at school, I listened as the kids were finishing up their work. They were talking amongst themselves and the discussion came up of my leaving. I heard one child say to another,
"You know she's gonna go away, don't you? She told us on the last day that she's gonna stand at the door and tell us kids good-bye. She's probably going to cry because she will miss us so much."
And that boy is right.
I will miss them, and I'm pretty sure that I'll be needing a tissue or ten.
The plan to move back home towards Kansas has been in the works since September of last year. Once we agreed that it would be the right decision for us, neither Mike or I looked back. We started immediately downsizing, making major improvements on the house, finding a realtor to sell it for us, and securing a teaching position for me. One thing after another fell into place, and for that we were so happy. Turning over the house keys here to a new family was the completion of that first phase in this all.
Here in this tiny cabin, we now wait.
As we spend these final weeks along the Red River, much is on our minds. Mike and I are balancing two households in completely different states now as well as continuing on with our jobs in Wichita Falls and Grandfield. 95% of our belongings are stored up in Newkirk now, a journey of over 240 miles. If we find that we are missing something that we need, it's not like we can just hop in the car and make a quick trip. The lesson of doing without has been a good one to learn. We grow tired and weary sometimes and even though this tiny cabin is a wonderful alternative to staying in a motel, it does live up to its name of tiny. As such, well you can only imagine that there's not a lot of room to spread out in. It's taken some adjustment on our part, but we are surely making it.
12 weeks from today we shall pull out of Burkburnett for a final drive north. Although 3 months sounds like a lot of time, in reality it is not. The older we get, the faster that elusive thing called time flies by us. Both of us are tying up the loose ends that we have here, and making ready each day to move on. The good Lord brought us here nearly 4 years ago now. There was a real purpose in all of this, and moving here wasn't just some random haphazard incident in the universe. Both of us were sent here for specific reasons, and I believe Mike and I did the right thing.
We listened and we obeyed.
~visiting Mike's Aunt Margaret in Olney, Texas~
(December of 2013)
~bidding our farewells to Olney~
(February 2019)
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