a fall day contemplation

A good friend here graciously babysat Maggie Saturday morning so Aron and I could go clothes shopping for him. He is in desperate need of new digs with his weight loss as well as for a new job position...that's right, my fantastic husband has received a job promotion with his company! Way to go, love! The last 2 months have seen him working an extra 100+ hours on top of his current role, and traveling 7 times to the destination mentioned below. He's proven himself most capable of stepping into his new job description.

And you won't believe this. Well, maybe you will...

The McKay family is moving. Once again. And, guess where we are headed?! Back to the Big D. Dallas, for those who are more familiar with its common appellation. That's right, Maggie will get to explore her southwest roots after all. Aron will be the Customer Service Manager and he's quite thrilled about the new job; he'll be working more with people, than with the process. I'm most pleased that he is excited about this new challenge. And, he's hoping to start back into seminary in January. We are looking to either buy a home in north Dallas or a condo/town home downtown. I think the urbanites in us are leaning toward downtown. Mature trees, pubs, restaurants, coffee shops, boutiques. I look forward to being able to walk where I want to go. Something about Chicago stirs that inside me. We fly out for a scouting trip Wednesday through Saturday of this week, so I will be busy packing for another trip this week. Then, we are out there permanently the following week. God's been doing cool things in all of this and we are excited for this next adventure; hopefully, we'll stay put for a bit longer than the 11-month stint here.

However, I must admit this is a bittersweet move for me; very much so. In the short time we have called Chicago "home," I have made amazing friends whom I love. I can hardly imagine not being able to see Shel or Kathryn during the weeks, or go to mom's group on Mondays, or our wonderful church on Sundays.

I will miss the city itself.
I will miss the people.
I will miss the culture.
We both will.

Somehow the words here do not convey the grieving process that I am going through and have been for the past 2 weeks. While this is a good move for us, it's still a difficult one; any change is hard, no matter how good it may be.

So, pray for us. Pray that we we will transition back to life quickly. Pray that we will find a home. And pray that Mags will adapt to the upheaval of the next few months. We are eager to jump back into old friendships and church.

And this may not be the last post I write about how I am feeling about all this.