In the middle of the mundane

I am channeling my 2008 self and going back to blogging for the sake of chronicling my life for my family (just with higher quality pictures and a lot more life experience). Back when a blog was just a small space on the Internet and not a popularity contest or a means to making money. I just want a small space to write and to record our lives in the middle of our mundane.

So for this first post I though I would let you know what brought our little family to Delaware only a month after we had our sweet baby Rowan.

From the outside looking in maybe our decision looked a bit crazy and poorly timed. And to be honest, at first we were sort of shocked ourselves. Not that we were morning back north (that was always our long-term plan) but that it was happening so much sooner than we planned. But the right promotion came up in a location (Northern Delaware) that after some consideration seemed like the perfect fit for our family. Though the timing seems strange, it ended up being perfect, and only could be explained by God's hand orchestrating this move for us. I love looking back at all our big (and small) life decisions and seeing how God has worked through them and planned them out ahead of time.

But because of the timing of a big move and a baby, Daniel was able to take 7 weeks paid paternity leave to give us time to move and spend time as a family getting use to our new home before he had to go back to work.

So here we are in Delaware. And for those of you who don't know the North East as we do, it is not considered New England but the Mid-Atlantic. So not quite back where we started (Boston area- we have no plans to move back there). I grew up only about an hour from here and felt right at home when we arrived. The rolling hills, old stone houses and trees everywhere are a breath of fresh air. I love the little streams that scatter the landscape, the soft grass, the variety of trees, and the space (we missed the open green space when we were in Florida). Though we only experienced about 1 month of winter (and a little snow) watching spring bloom reminded me why I love true seasons. When the ground thaws and new life springs up you feel like it is well earned after the cold months. As the streams fill with spring rain and mud covers my girls' shoes from playing in the yard, it is hard not to think about how God makes all things new and can redeem even the most broken among us.