It's our last night in California. Tomorrow it's Las Vegas, then Wednesday night Utah, Thursday night Denver.
Our house closed today, so we now officially own a home in Denver.
We literally had too much stuff for our huge, biggest-size-they-rent Penske truck.
I've said so many difficult goodbyes and it's really, really hard. Everything hit tonight and I feel so sad.
I'm looking around my empty home and thinking about bringing Anna home from the hospital, such new parents!, bringing Yosef and Biniam home from Africa, what an amazing time!, and Kaitlyn home from the hospital, to find Grandma and the oldest three kids out on the lawn waving excitedly, welcoming home their baby sister.
I'm excited about our adventure, but tonight I feel worn out, stressed out, and emotionally drained. And wondering how on earth I'll survive without my friends, family, and Santa Maria G3. Wednesday nights just won't be the same.
I'll post pics and some stories from some of the amazing times and people we've been blessed with over the past week or so once we're in Denver. But for now I'm off to finish up some packing. Thanks so much to the Gibsons, Chad, Micah, Rebekah and my mom and dad for their amazing help today.
Talk to you soon!