White white white Christmas!

Welcome to the Blue Hydrangea's home............

This is how it looked a few days ago.............

And now today........

Our back yard.................

Looking out our front window............

Let me out...........

Our sidewalk looking east........

Our house.........

Looking west down our alley........

Our front step - nearly buried...........

Let it snow....I think.........  Merry Christmas!

The Blue Hydrangea is planted.

  I have not had much time to spend blogging lately, but I wanted to get this short post done while I had a free minute.  

 We are all moved in to our new home as of this past Saturday.  We truly feel already like this IS home.  We have a lot of work ahead of us, but I think that will be the fun part.

I can not begin to express my (our) thanks to our friends and family (you know who you are).  This move would not have been possible without you.  We are not planning on making this an "annual tradition" - I think we are staying put for awhile.  I hope all of your sore muscles and aching backs have healed.  I will keep you all updated of our unpacking progress   :)

Thank you again - we are so blessed to have such a wonderful family, whether we are related by blood or not!

Losing control is so underrated.

 It's amazing to me how much meaning & emotion these little items can hold.  Dreams, anxiety, happiness, joy, excitement, responsibility.  Yes, these are the keys to our new home.  

 If you had told me exactly 2 years, 3 months, and 6 days ago that I would be preparing to move in to a house with my husband right now, I would have looked at you like you had brussel sprouts for eyeballs.   It's just another amazing reminder to me at how perfect God's plan is. 

    I will be the first one to admit (as my husband will attest) that I can be controlling at times.  Ok, most of the time.  I like to have things my way, I don't like surprises, and I like to have a plan of action.  None of this fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants and "we'll figure it out later" crap.

 Which is probably exactly why my life has been directed the way that it has.  Just when I think I'm in control, I get a gentle, or sometimes not so gentle reminder that He is.

It's been a very hard lesson for me to learn, and by no means have I aced the test.  But I think I have gotten a little bit better.  Our wedding was a great test for me. 

 I knew exactly how I wanted everything to look, but I resigned myself early on that there was no way I could do everything by myself.  And that was ok.  And everything turned out more beautiful than I could ever have imagined, thanks to the hard work of my family & friends. And quite a lot of help from Upstairs.

  So, as I prepare myself for a 3rd story move-out (for those of you who know what I mean, I am truly sorry but thank you in advance for your help), and a new beginning in a place that my husband and I can call our own (well sort of, I'm sure the bank would have something to say about that),  I am ready to give up all control to God and trust that He will take care of us, provide for us, and lead us on the right path.  

And when I forget, I will have this post to come back to and remind me.   :)