Thursday, September 10, 2009

One Year

It is so strange that a year ago this week the La Vida Family was making its trek from Arizona to North Carolina on the most recent of cross country moves.

Remember the guitar playing packing man? Or what I chose to assert my control over  had to do   immediately upon arrival?

Good times.

Its funny how looking back can bring memories in which the tough parts are shaded so only the happiest parts shine through.

I was looking through the archives trying to figure out what day exactly we had landed here in God's Country, and I was thinking about all the expectations I had upon my arrival.

I had plans.

Big plans.

I thought for sure I would get here and slide-on into life as it had been before.

Only things had changed.

Instead of teaching music three mornings a week. I was teaching full time in my dining-room-turned-school-house.

Instead of having time for the gym, and throwing lunches with beautifully set tables and sewing, or baking, and blogging, I was always playing catch-up. Never being able to get one step ahead.

I didn't feel like myself.

I was fighting against all that was different and new, but until recently I hadn't realized it.

Back in the day, when The Mister and I left for our first duty station 13 years ago, I was given a great piece of advice from a woman I greatly admired. She said, "Kellie, it takes a full year to get settled when you move somewhere new."

I have kept that little bit of advice in my pocket each time we have moved.

Every time I got lost. Every time I had to find a new doctor. Every time I had to memorize a new grocery store. Or meet a new friend. Or feel like I had no order in my life, I would remember that a year from now, all this crazy newness will feel like order again.


I didn't expect that to happen when I moved back to North Carolina. After all I was moving right back to the same neighborhood. The same street. The same house.

It should have been the same!

But it wasn't.

And now, sitting one year away, I'm glad.

Its different, but its so much better than what my limited vision could see.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes....

One year.

Fully lived, one blessed change at a time, and I lived to tell about it.

Life is good.

13 comments:

Michele said...

What a precious post. I love when we look back into hard times in our life and it brings a smile to our face. . . it shows me that God is right there all along the way. Happy One Year!!!

Kristin said...

What a great reminder that His ways are not our ways - it's always such a blessing when things turn out better than we could have imagined for ourselves!

stephanie j. said...

So do you feel settled?? I completely agree with that advice, too. Always takes me a year: to find good friends that dig below the surface, get settled into church no matter how active we become, get the house in order now matter how much organization I do...

But aren't you just thrilled to be where you are!?! Even though I miss you terribly.

Lori said...

We're just about a year into our new home, and while we don't move often I can especially appreciate this post. I'm inspired by your faithfulness!

Elizabeth said...

I can't imagine moving often-I know it would be really difficult for me. When we moved to OK almost three years ago most people told me it would take at least a year to feel settled. I only recently started feeling it, though. One person even told me it could take five!

I think you are so brave to make the most of your move. You sound so content and definitely settled. Pass some on to me, would ya!?

Alyssa said...

Sounds like now's the right time to officially say, "Welcome home!"

whimzie said...

I'm glad you're feeling at home.

I have to admit though, when I was reading this I could hear my sweet husband's voice when he was telling a friend, "Yeah, from now until the end of my career we'll be moving every year, two years at the most." Sigh. I'm glad I'm already home this year. And I'll just pray God fast forwards and speeds up my settling in process from here on out!

His Girl said...

glad to hear you're settling in. if I ever move, you'll have to give me lots and lots of counsel! have been in the same town (basically) since 1987!!!

love the way you write, sis. love it.

Woman Interrupted said...

What a great attitude towards moving and fresh starts!

It takes me a year just to unpack the boxes.

Gretchen said...

Still chuckling at the idea of you mowing with the neighbor's mower to get settled.

I lurve your CDO self, Kellie.

You remind me that sometimes life can be daily. We can choose to live like it's a grind, or drink the the fruit of the grind. :)

inthedailies said...

This is such a great post. I can't believe it's been a year already!! A lot of lessons, a lot of changes, a lot of growing ... for all of us.

mer@lifeat7000feet said...

Beautiful post, Kellie. Just beautiful.

Jackie @ Our Moments Our Memories said...

I can't believe it's been a year! I remember that guitar playing packing man. :)

This year has NOT been what I expected for myself....and even though it has been one of the hardest years of my life, I feel like I've learned so much about His faithfulness. And so I wouldn't change a thing. This was beautiful, Kellie.