June 6th Memories

When we were getting ready for church this morning Lane asked what the date was today. I told him it was the 6th, then we talked about how three years ago today was when the moving truck came to our previous house. That was a hard day for us because to be honest, we didn't want to move at all. We were just moving a few miles away, and the move seemed to make sense (Lane was starting med school, and we wanted to be in a different school district for when Rhett started school), but we liked it where we were. That was our first house to buy together, and the house that we brought both Rhett and Alexee home to (oh, and Bogart, too! ha). We'd spent so many exciting hours getting the kids' nurseries ready, and we both cried when we did the final walk-thru and said good-bye to their rooms. Rhett had learned to crawl and walk there, played in that back yard, we'd strolled around that neighborhood who-knows-how-many miles, etc. . Alexee was only four months old when we left, but those had been a sweet four months with a newborn baby girl! I spent a lot of hours making her crib bedding in that laundry room and hung all her tiny dresses in that closet in her bedroom. :)

We wouldn't drive by the "old house" for months and months, but we'd constantly talk about it and wish we were still there. We wondered if the "new house" would ever feel right. I think it took close to a year, but it finally did. I knew that the family made the home, not the house, but it just took a while to feel as comfortable in the physical rooms here as we did with the people living within them.

So fast-forward three years to today, and I'd have to say that we've created as many if not more memories in this house, and moving from here someday will be very emotional, too. Our office used to be upstairs (now C's room), and that's where I'd sit in the chair and pray that God would bless us with a third child. We brought baby C home to this house. Two of our kids have experienced their first Christmases here, Rhett learned to ride his bike on this street, Crosby learned to crawl and walk here. Lane left from here on his first morning of medical school that first summer. Rhett left from here on his first morning of Kindergarten last fall. We sing Amazing Grace and Jesus Loves Me to Alexee in her room here every night. The kids have a blast running through the sprinkler in this back yard. A LOT of special memories have been made in three short years...it's now home-sweet-home!

moving day

June 6

2007

And my other specific memory of a June 6th is a difficult one as well. It was five years ago, and one that I rarely talk about, but think about very often. In the overall scheme of things, it was much more significant than a move across town. It was the day I had my first miscarriage, and it was a sad, scary day for us. We'd just told my parents a couple of days before that we were expecting Baby #2 (This picture below was made the night we told Mom and Dad and then we went to eat at Gaucho's). And we didn't know that day that we would face another heartache about seven months later when I'd miscarry again...when we were expecting twins. I think that anyone who has ever had a miscarriage would agree that it makes a lasting impact on your life, and it's something that changes you on the inside in a way that can't really ever be described. Although that was a challenging season for us, God's way is always perfect. I'm so very very grateful for the family that we have today.

Mom, Dad, me, Lane & Rhett

June 4

2005

"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper

you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

Jeremiah 29:11