Pause…and Repeat After Me

I thought a lot about what this post would look like, what I would say, how excited I would be.  But this morning, sitting over coffee at the kitchen table, this is all I want to write:  I will pause amidst all the chaos of moving and be thankful for the job Eric has accepted.  I will take a second before I freak out about finding myself a job (which I’ve been doing, hard core) and be happy that this huge hurdle has been crossed, ending, depending on how you look at it, two years of searching.

We are surrounded by 6 thousand boxes, too many family members, and clutter galore…but none of those things are worth complaining about. Because I have it all in perspective.  For once.