Moving...again.

Our oldest son, Jared said this would happen almost 3 years ago when we moved in. We had been living in NC for 2 years and found this cool log house out in the country that was a foreclosure. It was a unique foreclosure b/c no one had lived in it since it had been built in '08.
Let me back up a minute. When Brian and I met in Oklahoma, he was there for school and I was there b/c that is pretty much where my family landed after immigrating from the UK in '93 (previously I had lived in Canada).
Brian had every intention of moving back to Florida after he finished school and I was never ever gonna leave my mom (the thought terrified me).
Well, life took its turns, we walked down the aisle shortly after meeting and I'm pretty sure Brian realized at that point Florida would have to wait. We lived in Oklahoma for 12 years and only moved 3 times. There was nothing in me ever at any point that wanted to move.
And then, my mom died. Death is a funny thing. It changes everything. And even though I still had my dad, my sister and all my mom's family there I suddenly felt like everything was off. And in reality it wasn't. We had an amazing group of friends we got to do life with, a wonderful church and fabulous community in which to raise our boys. Life was grand.
In March of '05 we took a way overdue vacation to Florida to spend some time with Brian's family. And God spoke and I knew it. I remember it as clear today as in that moment. B and I were out on her porch swing. I was laying down and B was just standing there looking at me. I looked at him and said, I think its time to move to here. I know he couldn't believe his ears. And looking back I sometimes wonder if it was me or God. But one thing I know, we couldn't of had more obstacles in our way in just considering a move like that. BUT GOD. As a former pastor of mine used to say, when God is in it, theres no limit. Or maybe its a song. Whatever. The point is, He moved all of those obstacles and by June 27th '05 we were on our way to Florida.
And then the moving really began (or thats how it felt). In 3 years there we moved 3 times and since being in NC we've moved 3 times and I meant what I said when we moved in here. This was it! God would have to appear to me and tell me to move. Who likes to move? Not I? And this move is not for bigger and better. And this is not b/c life here is so unbearable. We love this house, plain and simple. Its just too far away, and having a toddler again I feel so isolated. I feel like I am going crazy some days. Its not exactly easy on 2 teenage boys either. And so, it will be very bitter-sweet to say good bye to this house but I am not married to anything materially and God always has a way better plan than I do and so I will sit back and wait and watch with expectancy.
Its going to be so exciting!!!