My husband and I moved our family to Las Vegas four years ago, and though neither of us were from there, we had plans to “settle.” With full intention we put down roots, deep ones, and made alive in our lives the saying, bloom where you are planted. We fell in love with Las Vegas, and there is much to love about this place. Even though we lived in what we knew was only a temporary…rental…home for us, we also knew that the next time we moved it would be within the city of Las Vegas.
How wrong we were.
Life happens. Things change.
I have been long in learning the lesson that I can’t plan my life precisely as I would like it, and that that is precisely why my life has been so rich. The Lord knows better than I do what I need and don’t need, and has blessed me abundantly. I have faith that His plans for me are always going to be better than my own, though sometimes I do find the timing a little tough…on the front end. In hindsight, things always seem just right. So, here I (and my family) go on to different things and different places…knowing that down the road we will be grateful for what now seems like a difficult one to travel.
For now, we’ve taken the road North…me and the kids anyway. Our dear husband and father is away temporarily, courtesy of the new job. Since we had to vacate our rental anyway (it is being foreclosed on), and I hate the thought of living alone without my husband, we will be happily spending the meantime with family in Utah.
Views from my new temporary home…