If any of you have been to the Milwaukee airport, you may have seen the sign as you exit the security checkpoint....Recombobulation Area. Buddy and I noticed it after one of our many recent visits to this particular airport. We both cocked our heads to the side and started laughing - what a funny phrase! It didn't strike me at the time, but it has repeatedly come to mind over the past two months. I am now in my own personal Recombobulation Area.
Recombobulation: 1. Something being put back the way it was, or into proper working order; 2. Gathering one's thoughts or composure.
You may have noticed that I have not blogged in a really, really long time. For those who know me, you know why. But for those who are strangers, let me bring you into my world! My family and I recently completed a huge move. We have moved before, but always local, never having to change much {doctors, schools, church, friends, stores, favorite hangouts, whatever}. This time was different. We uprooted our kids and moved 6 hours east. As a kid, my family made some big moves - Minnesota, North Dakota, Montana, Texas, back to North Dakota. It would be a massive understatement to say that I have a new appreciation for my parents! I could get into all of the minute details, but lets just say it is a lot of work - mentally, physically and emotionally - to pack up and move a family of 6. I'm still in recovery. {Smile}
Our story is not a short one. For as long as we have been married, we have been in a partial state of happy discombobulation. We got married young, had a baby, lived with my in-laws for 2 1/2 years while my hubby went to school {the first time}, built two homes, had more babies, went through job changes, a bad ecomony, unemployment and my husband went through school again {while working full time!}. It sounds rough, but through all of that, we always knew that God had us right where he wanted us. Time and time again, He showed us who He is, His love, His mercy, His grace and above all, His indiscriminate favor. We knew that if we just kept following His lead, we would land on our feet right where He wanted us. I can now say that after 13 years, we have found that place. My husband took a position in a field that will change our lives. We have signed on, together, as a family. His job is now our mission. I love that! I have no idea what the future holds, but I'm okay with that. We are where we are supposed to be!
So, we now find ourselves in the "recombobulation" phase. My husband is loving his new job. Peanut has made many new friends and loves her teacher. Bug seems to be doing fine. Squirt {who just started Kindergarten!} can't get to school fast or often enough. Buddy had a rough start, but is starting to settle in. Me....yeah, maybe I'm the one still trying to "gather, compose, put into working order". The house is unpacked and organized. The kids are off to school. And now it is time. Time to find life here. Uncover all of the new places to see, know, visit and love. Time to find my place.
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