Here's my little confession for the day. I miss home. Like, I really really miss my family lately. I think part of it is because we have our sweet little boys here now, and I so wish we were able to be closer to family for everyone to spend quality time together. I think about how wonderful it was for my girls to have my parents and sisters be such a part of their daily lives, and how that's just not the case anymore and it hurts my heart.
I'm not saying that I'm not incredibly happy here in Saint Louis. I love this city. I love our church, our neighborhood, our wonderful friends here. And I think about how many times God has confirmed to us that this is exactly where we are suppose to be right now, and I'm filled with joy in knowing that we are here for a purpose and to be used by him, as well as to grow in Him.
Perhaps part of it is that this coming season is so nostalgic for me. I love the cooler weather, the turning leaves, the fall festivities. Whenever the cooler weather first hits, it always reminds me of a certain memory of when Kinsey was two, and my mom and I would take her, all dressed up in her new fall clothes, to her weekly gymboree music class. It was such a special season for us.
Anyway, I know I'm just rambling, but for some reason I really wanted to write it down. I love my family. I love my home. And while Austin is always going to feel like home to me, I'm also so grateful for where we are now and how incredibly blessed we are. It's so comforting to know that God is the one leading us, and we just have to be faithful to follow!
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