It was a beautiful morning. We had a few errands to run, so our goal was to be on the road beginning our cross country journey before noon. Both vehicles were packed to the max. My husband was going to be driving our SUV with an overhead cargo bin on top. Little Man was going to ride with him. I would be driving our car.
I left our friend’s house before Dear Hubby and Little Man because I had to meet the carpet cleaners at our previous home. My friend Kesha planned to meet me over at the house to say bye since she had to leave early from the party the night before. As soon as I got over to the house and let the carpet cleaning guy in, Dear Hubby called.
Dear Hubby: You gotta come back over here!
Dear Hubby: Because the SUV won’t start. The battery is dead.
Really???? Of all times to have a dead battery, that wasn’t the time! Kesha ended up going to meet with Dear Hubby so he could get a jump. After the SUV got back to running, Dear Hubby and Little Man went to run their errands and I went to run mine. We met back up around noon and started our three day journey, two car convoy to our new home.
We drove 7 hours each day give or take a few. The first day, I used a heat wrap that my Bonus Mother-in-Law bought for me. That helped a lot. After the second day of driving, I started to get stiff. The third day was the hardest. By that time, my arms and fingers were tingling. I couldn’t get comfortable. My back was alternating between being stiff and hurting. But thank God, we made it to our destination safely, with no traffic accidents, tickets, or additional vehicle problems.
We stayed in temporary lodging on base for two nights before moving to our new home. I was concerned about what I was going to do with Little Man on move-in day. I didn’t know anyone in the area we moved to and I was concerned about how he would react to the noises. I also didn’t want him to be in the way when the movers were bringing in boxes.
Dear Hubby went out on an errand the morning of our move in day. I was supposed to be ready with all of our stuff packed when he came back. Guess who was at the door with him when he came back? My mom and Dear Hubby’s mom!!!
They drove down to surprise me and help with move in day. I was so happy to see them! Their presence made everything so much easier. Little Man was glad to see his grandmothers and they were delighted to spend time with him.
Remember my cousin Rick? Well, he was part of the team that delivered our household goods to our new home, so I got to see him twice!
It’s been a little over a week since we’ve been at our new base. To be perfectly honest, I didn’t want to move here for several reasons. As a matter of fact, I told God this was the one base out of many that I didn’t want to come to. God answered my prayer…he sent us here anyway. Amazingly, this has been the smoothest move we’ve had out of four different bases. The blessing in being at this base is that our family is just two hours away. That’s a sunday stroll when you think about how far away from family we’ve been over the years. The timing is great. Little Man is at an age in which he will be able to have good memories and establish great relationships with his relatives. Dear Hubby and I definitely plan to utilize the babysitting advantage!
The moral of this three part moving series is that God is ultimately in control. I believe that he uses my husband’s military career to get us to where he wants us to be to accomplish His will and purpose for our lives. All we have to do is be willing vessels. That’s what I’m planning to do. I’m going to start off my experience here with an open mind, accepting the base and city for what it is and embracing the uniqueness of it. A positive outlook makes all the difference in the world.
Many are the plans in a man’s heart, but it is the LORD’s purpose that prevails. Proverbs 19:21 NIV