Muddy Boots

Pardon the first breathy post. This intro is just to get a snap shot of our beginning here. The posts on the blog will be short and sweet.

Aug 2018 began like any other month but a week in it became biggest month to date for my family . Getting into our over packed car full of things and the unspoken emotions made the car feel heavier then ever . The pavement felt thick. Excitement was swirling with fear. Our family of 5 : 3 kids plus our dog, was leaving our So. Cal stomping grounds and taking up our born + raised roots. Pushing forward into our new frontier, Idaho.

The 14 hour drive was split into to 2 long days. We did not ride off into the sunset. We rode with whining, complaining . I am hungry! Who stinks? How much longer? I have to pee. I said lots of prayers along the way. One of them was I pray my sons pee cup doesn't spill on me as we speed along. As my determined husband would not stop for anything except gas refills. The night we spent on the road at the motel was not restful. My weary husband fell off the top of the car unloading suitcases. I was shocked to find him on the ground in the parking lot, thankfully more embarassed then hurt . Then as we tried to shut our blurry eyes the dog became violently ill. The bed, the floor, the bathroom. I was up all night and used every towel, napkin, tissue/ toilet paper and tried to clean the foul mess. The dog friendly motel might have re-thought their pet policy after we left. As we got closer to our destination the car got quiet as we all got lost wandering in our minds, well some of us might have been drooling and others transfixed on an I pad, but I would like to think we were pondering life.

When we arrived to our new frontier it was a 3 day heat wave of 110 degrees. Not ideal to unpack or explore our new town. But also a great time to bond as a family and work together; but I won’t lie husband and I often asked each other will we survive and when does school start again?????

The evenings were the best part in summer. The sun stayed awake until 10 pm so after dinner the kids would play and I would harvest tomatoes off an over grown bush. I would put on my muddy boots and get lost in the tomato picking to help quiet my wild mind . All the while I kept thinking are we going to make it work? Will we be happy? Is this going to be the right place for our family to grow up? While I knew the answers to my questions would not come quickly, I couldn’t hide from them . Knowing no one , having no family finding ourselves with a fresh slate, a frontier. I felt fragile yet strong just like a feather.

Fast forward to 6 months later so much has happened and changed and I can’t wait to share it.