It seems like we've moved so much in the last 7 years. We haven't spent more than 18 months in one place. It's been tiring and frustrating, but I can't help but believe that it's lead us to here in Washington. I'm so blessed by the friends and experiences that I have had along the way. From the minute that we drove into Washington a year ago this week, it felt like home. Everyone greeted us with a smile and the charm of a small town. It's odd because we've been here a few times over the years, and we always commented on how we liked the area. The friendships that we've developed here are ones that I can't really imagine being without. It's like this has always been home, but we've just recently found our way. We've moved into the new place. The boys start kindergarten in August. Davy has laid the foundations for a successful football season - defining success as developing skills, molding men and setting goals for possibilities. I work with an amazing group of educators who I can truly call friends. We have found a great church that feeds our souls and nurtures our boys. What more can I really ask for?
