As the weeks flitter away, I keep waiting to see if this blog will write itself, but alas. Since this is so much a record for my boys to follow in years to come, I am frustrated about what will not be included in this and coming blogs (i.e. events, sweet nothings, magical moments that have been lived and passed us by in these past weeks). I must, however, resign myself to what I can and will here forward.
This season (these past many months) has been one of challenges and changes. We watched potential job offers fall through in bountiful numbers and in the strangest ways, we said goodbye to our Valiant puppi, we said goodbye to Mr. Darcy, we sold our house, packing up all our belongings into boxes to store in the Gregory's garage (they are saints!), we said goodbye to Nashville and all those we love there, we loaded the horse, the dog and 4 strapping young men and drove to Arizona to temporarily reside in Mom and Dad's Flagstaff cabin (thanks to the incredible generosity of my parents who are truly showing us that love knows no bounds). Upon arriving, it became quickly apparent that Devany was not built to be a solo horse, so I re-loaded my faithful equine and headed for Texas where I left Devany to spend the remainder of our "homelessness" at Krista's barn (the boundless love of a sister...). George has remained in Nashville for the remainder of his employment (until the end of October), so our family has been separated from Daddy for way too long - the days are eeeeeeeeking by as we await our family's reunion.
So, as a conclusion to this brief, albeit overwhelming, summary, I will be including *Flag in the title of each blog written during this season, just to help my readers and my boys (in the future, should they read this history for themselves) make sense out of what often appears to be chaos.
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