There is nothing that will test your faith like moving to a very LARGE city, in comparison to all you've ever known; selling your beloved house, packing everything you own into a few cardboard boxes and hitting the road in a U haul to arrive at an 1100 sq. ft. apartment. On the third floor. With 2 dogs in tow. And a 5 year old, boy.
Faith, may not be the right word here. Patience is non-existent anymore. Bat S Crazy, is more like it.
On a daily basis I long for my beloved house, in my quite little neighborhood, in my quite little town.
But, I am grounded and humbled.
On a daily basis I long for my beloved house, in my quite little neighborhood, in my quite little town.
But, I am grounded and humbled.
You see that quite little neighborhood was 54 miles away from my husbands pride and joy job. He works hard, and he loves every moment of now being 5 minutes away. Not because the commute, well maybe a little because of the commute, but more because he is a dad. He is a real, hands on, good dad. He loves my little boy, and I love him for that. He puts in many hours every day. He is walking into his office long before the sun comes up and most of the time he is walking out of that office for the day long after the sun sets.
Being 54 miles away, working 12+ hour days, made it nearly impossible for him to be the hands on dad he is so good at. He missed school functions, family functions, and quality time. Time you can't get back. Now, he goes to every school function, hasn't missed a family function yet, and we get more quality time than any of us know how to deal with. That is worth the prayers for sanity at this point.
I have completed 1 1/2 years of nursing school, and have managed to still have a heartbeat and enough oxygen left in my body to tell about it. Barely. I'll save that for another post, it really needs its own show. I do, however, work for an awesome pediatric practice in this concrete jungle that makes me smile and fills my heart with joy. I am hopeful for what this may bring me after I learn to sign RN behind my name, Eeeekkkk!
My tiny human, is 5 now. I am not quite sure how that happened, or how he has started Kindergarten, but it's happened. And it happened fast. Gross. We have been discussing siblings, and he avoids all parts of those conversations. Along with despising the sibling talk, is that of the hatred for Kindergarten and all things school. Last year we loved school, this year, well if he could figure out a way to escape the building, I am pretty sure he'd do it. Daily.
"I'd rather not talk about it." -TJP
So there is that. A quick update on the Tinsley's and our adventures that are sure to provide many laughs, a few tears, and new memories in the new year. Cheers to 2014 and the blessing of another year.
2015 we are coming in hot, with a whole lotta faith.
Being 54 miles away, working 12+ hour days, made it nearly impossible for him to be the hands on dad he is so good at. He missed school functions, family functions, and quality time. Time you can't get back. Now, he goes to every school function, hasn't missed a family function yet, and we get more quality time than any of us know how to deal with. That is worth the prayers for sanity at this point.
I have completed 1 1/2 years of nursing school, and have managed to still have a heartbeat and enough oxygen left in my body to tell about it. Barely. I'll save that for another post, it really needs its own show. I do, however, work for an awesome pediatric practice in this concrete jungle that makes me smile and fills my heart with joy. I am hopeful for what this may bring me after I learn to sign RN behind my name, Eeeekkkk!
My tiny human, is 5 now. I am not quite sure how that happened, or how he has started Kindergarten, but it's happened. And it happened fast. Gross. We have been discussing siblings, and he avoids all parts of those conversations. Along with despising the sibling talk, is that of the hatred for Kindergarten and all things school. Last year we loved school, this year, well if he could figure out a way to escape the building, I am pretty sure he'd do it. Daily.
"I'd rather not talk about it." -TJP
So there is that. A quick update on the Tinsley's and our adventures that are sure to provide many laughs, a few tears, and new memories in the new year. Cheers to 2014 and the blessing of another year.
2015 we are coming in hot, with a whole lotta faith.
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