I am an Oregonian. It feels a little odd, but quite a little good to have burnt our bridges. We now have no home to which we can go back in Oregon. My family and many friends are there, but we are North Carolinians now for awhile. Only God knows what he has for us next, but it feels good to be here now. We want to be in a house of our own soon, but even renting the house next to Kelly’s new, but very good little friend Kasey feels quite good. Last night we did some drawing, read aloud a little from one of next year’s homeschool books, and worked on math. I got a little more impatient than I should with some of the math and we forgot to turn on the music, but, all in all, it felt like a regular night at home–something we have not felt for quite some time. We still do not have the question of music teachers settled, but there is still time this summer to get that worked out, look for a house, and just enjoy not having to deal with unnecessary challenges from which God was gracious to remove us.
