A home of our own

So much has been happening lately that I hardly know where to begin.  We are moving.  Yay!!  We found an awesome little house in a town that we LIKE and we're supposed to move next Friday.  Woo hoo!  Of course there is still the small issue of how we're gonna fund the rest of this move, but hey - if God has brought us this far then I'm sure he's got it all worked out.  I am looking forward to seeing exactly how. It should definitely be interesting.  Now if I could just remember where I put the packing tape...really.

In other news, in just 2 days, my oldest son will be turning 12.  I can't believe the same little guy that I brought home (in complete awe) is already getting to be taller than me.  Unbelievable how quickly it all passes!  Pretty soon I'll be chasing away neighborhood girls, and hanging up on them when they call.  Ha ha.  Not really.  Not really ha ha at all.  It's such a scary world out there and I'm afraid of what awaits my boy.  I know it sounds cliche, and I guess it is cliche, but the world just isn't what it used to be.  With kids doing all kinds of things in the name of being cool, it really scares me to think of sending my son out into it.  I know that he has a good head on his shoulders and a healthy fear of me and his father, but since when did that ever stop any kids from getting into more stuff than their parents ever imagined they would?  I just pray that he is protected.  And that he is smart in the choices he makes.  I pray that he decides to be a leader and not a follower.  I pray that he has been listening to what I've been saying all these years, and has been getting the stuff I'm not saying, too.  He still tells me he loves me every time we say goodbye.  He still asks if I'm okay when he hears me say, "ouch!" and he still waves hi happily when he sees me after school.  How much longer will I have this precious boy?  Not to give too much credit to the age "13", but if it's true and kids change so drastically as they become teens, then this is my last year to have my son in this way.  I must try to cherish every moment as if it were the last of this relationship.  I realize that a new and different relationship will rise up out of the ashes of the teen years, but I will so miss the honesty of this one.  Yikes!  I better stop mourning the loss of my son and his unconditional love for me while it's still here!  He's a great kid.  I have no idea what God had in mind when he chose me for his mother.  It's just more proof that God loves me more than I could ever deserve.

And I think that says enough for today.