Home is Where the Heart Is

So, this is me and my beautiful first born, Maya. She is my only daughter,and has two crazy little brothers that are probably destroying something as I write. Originally I wanted to create a blog that was going to be awe inspiring, life changing, and spiritually satisfying. What I have decided is that what I really want to do is just write about my life and all the ups and downs that it entails. I am not going to strive to be poetic or philosophical, instead I have decided to just be real.  Which leads me to my first actual subject matter.

We moved to Phoenix about five months ago from the midwest, from the land of four seasons, rolling hills and prairie, to a land of sunshine, two seasons, mountains, and desert.  I love it here. I love the blue sky; I love looking at the horizon and the amazing mountains in the distance. I adore the sunshine, even though it brings with it heat that lasts and lasts....I also love meeting new people and having independence. I have especially loved the connection that my husband and I have as we take on the unknown.

But I miss home and all that home is. Yes, my home is my husband, my three beautiful children, and most of all my God. But home is also having the kind of friend you can call and invite yourself over for coffee. It is knowing where Jiffy Lube is when you need an oil change, or where everything is at the grocery store. For me, it is knowing which way is north and south since I have no sense of direction. It's seeing a place from your past and being brought back to sixteen years old in an instant.

Life is an adventure and I'm learning that my plan is really no plan at all. I'm learning that when I let go of my plan I can actually enjoy what is going on around me.  I'm learning to accept the moments of sadness that creep in and make me yearn for home and to relish the moments of joy and see all that is new for me to behold.

I am not sure what the future will bring, but I believe with all that is in me that no matter what, it will be good.