My daughter has a gift for putting perspective into words. This is an awesome example, read it, and be blessed.


Sometimes it’s difficult not to believe that we as a family will be stuck in transition for the rest of our lives. From the beginning, we have been perpetually transitioning: from Moscow to Payette; in Payette waiting for baby and deployment; deployment; transition between Grace’s surgeries; post-deployment, but pre-school; school; and now, post-school, pre-job…which will likely be one of our bigger transitions, as we could be forced to relocate to the other side of the country, for all we know. Likewise, I have watched my loved ones in transition. My immediate family has been in transition for the past year, waiting…watching…trusting.

I’ve been wrapping my brain around why we feel the need to not be in transition, why it’s such a difficult thing to bear. Truth be told, in some instances the reality that we live in outside of transitional phases is more “difficult” than what we live through transitioning…

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