One of my favorite things about blogging is being able to look back at different times in our lives. I started this blog just after we were married. Everything we've been through is in some way incorporated into this blog. I can look back at posts and remember exactly what was going on in our lives at a particular time. It's the main reason I keep blogging.
One year ago today we moved from Florida to Texas. One of my best friends sent me a picture today of AG visiting her in the hospital where she was on bed rest waiting for the arrival of her twin boys. She asked if I could believe that was already a year ago. While my mini looked so little in the picture, I remember that day as if it was yesterday. I didn't want to leave her hospital room. I knew it was the last time I was going to see her before the biggest day of her life. More than that, I knew what I was going to be missing. I knew how much I was going to be missing and I didn't want to walk out of the room that day. It was a day I will never forget.
Last night, everyone went to bed early. Nana, Papa, D and AG…it was just me, the pup and Monday Night Football. It was the first time I've been awake in the living room by myself since we moved home a day short of a month ago. I started to think about everything that has happened over the last year.
You all know that I didn't want to move. At all. I've talked about it time and time again on the blog. I'm not going to dwell on that fact anymore. Even though the move wasn't something I wanted, I believe it was something I needed. It was something that has changed my life, my marriage and myself for the better. Something I am grateful for and today.
When we first moved my biggest concern was about what I was missing. The births, the birthdays, the holidays, the celebrations, etc. I didn't think about what I had right in front of me- my husband and daughter. After we moved, we settled in quickly. We enjoyed Texas. Absolutely loved the fall weather, ventured out every weekend, met great friends and really made the best of the situation. I was much stronger than I thought I could be. My determination to make the best of the situation outweighed my sadness of what I left behind. I was happy, genuinely happy.
Over the year there were a lot of ups and downs. Things really took a big turn when I became pregnant. I became homesick and as time passed hubs did as well. I guess you could say the newness of TX was wearing off and reality was settling in. Over the next few months, hubs and I both decided we wanted to be back in Florida sooner than later. It was a decision we made together. The main reason for wanting to get home was for our kids. We wanted them to grow up surrounded by family and friends. The area we lived in in TX didn't compare to our community in Florida. We wanted that community feeling back. Ultimately, we knew it would be the best for all of us. We prayed day in and out that it was in His plan for us to be back home. You can read about how it all played out here.
Today, I want to focus on how the move positively impacted my life.
First, my marriage. Hubs and I became so much closer thanks to the move. A closeness neither of us realized we were missing when we were in Florida. Before the move we were busy all the time. Weekends were spent with friends, going here and there with family at our house most of the time. In TX, it was just us. All the time. It was quality time we really weren't used to and really enjoyed. We laughed and had a lot of fun, just the two of us. Our communication has also greatly improved. Since we didn't have family and friends to help out with AG or when we were in a bind, we had to figure it all out together. We came out of the move a stronger team than we were before. That I'm grateful for.
Second, my appreciation for my family. I had never lived more than an hour from my family before. I saw my mom once a week and could count on my family for anything. Whether it was my dad fixing something in the house that I knew nothing about or my mom babysitting AG so I could work or get out with hubs. They were always there and I took that for granted. Not having them around was one of the hardest things about the move to Texas. When we decided to move back home, we decided to move a half hour closer to them. Honestly, the best thing since we've moved back home is seeing AG with her Nana and Papa. To say she's obsessed with them is an understatement. Of course, the feeling is mutual. Joy just fills the room when we're all together, it's something I will never take for granted.
Third, deeper relationship with my girlfriends. The support I've received from my girls over this past year has been my saving grace. They've been my shoulder's to lean on, have cried with me and encouraged me every step of the way. I was afraid my relationships would change when I moved away since I wasn't "there" anymore. What I didn't expect was for them to change for the better. I am closer to my best friends today than I was when I left. I appreciate our relationships so much and know how blessed I am to have such supportive women by my side.
Fourth, an appreciation for Florida. They say you don't appreciate what you have until it's gone. At first, hubs and I looked forward to leaving the hot weather behind. One of our favorite things about TX when we moved was the cool fall weather. But…we missed things we didn't even appreciate when we were here. For one, the beach. We didn't go a lot before we moved but it was still just an hour drive away. Then you have the scenery. The water, palm trees, greenery…the beauty. I remember my first time back visiting I kept talking about how beautiful everything was. It wasn't something I really noticed before, now I appreciate it everyday.
It's been one heck of a year, one heck of a journey.
One that was in God's plan, one that I am beyond grateful for.
It's crazy how much life can change in just one year!