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Well, this is my first entry to my new blog. Thanks to my very good friend in the GenesisFamily, I now can vent, seek help, and share the experiences that go on here in the nut house. I am a new home school mom. Last year I pulled two of my children from public school, with the probing of the Lord and once again my good friend. It has been an experience I will not soon forget yet alway treasure; some scary, some fun, lots wonderful, and some more scary. I have learned a great deal, not only about the "school" I am teaching, but about my three precious children.
A lot of Big things have taken place the last three years. My husband comes up to me one day and tells me he wants to leave full time ministry (after 15years) and join the Navy. Shortly after that news, and weeks before he leaves for boot-camp, the doctor says we are having baby number three ( this is two weeks after the yard sale were I sold all the baby items). And the next big thing was deciding to home school the children. So I made it through the first year of home schooling with a lot of help from the GenesisFamily and the support group here in town. Knowing I am still green in this area and calling for help and encouragement daily, my friend tells me she is moving before the year is up. Panic sets in!
Tonight my husband comes home after being away for several days with the Navy, takes me out for shrimp and tells me we got our new orders and we will be leaving in September!! That is in ONE MONTH! Panic again, I am leaving her! She told me tonight that it was not like I am moving to the "other side of the world, oh wait, yes you are". She tells me to take a breath and get a good nights rest and we would talk in the morning. Well it is morning as I am typing this, 12:44am, do you think she would mind if I called her now, good nights rest is not coming! Now I sound as if I am complaining about the orders, when really I am going to miss my friend dearly. I can live with the orders to Hawaii, it is leaving my friend here on the main land that is the hard part. |
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She can't leave me. 