I often forget how much life a military family can pack into a month. I also forget how a large majority of our life is spent preparing to move and settling in after a move and how life rarely has rhythms.
In our first month of school, before the big move we:
Went on our last NY field trip to the aviation museum
Had a last hurray at Legoland with a dear friend
Went to Jone's beach one last time with friends
Packed up a million Legos
Got the house ready to be packed up and said some sad goodbyes.
Sometimes I forget to give myself an extra dose of grace as I navigate all the layers of challenges this life bring.
And sometimes I forget the beautiful blessings it brings as well. Like sweet friends all over the country.
