The house hunt has officially taken over our life. In a good way, I think, but it has definitely become all-consuming as we get closer to our closing date, and fewer and fewer houses are coming on the market. But, one thing I do know, is that the Lord is leading us somewhere. I just can't wait to see where! (!!!)
Anyways...Halloween was just over a week ago. I have to admit, Halloween might be my least favorite holiday. The only thing that has made up for it in recent years has been George's costumes.
Halloween 2011: a sweet pea.
Halloween 2012: the cutest darn lumberjack you've ever seen.
Halloween 2013: WOODY!
It was just the obvious choice.
Like my friend, Kelly, said, 'if it ain't broke, don't fix it.'
Y'all, I could just put him in this costume every single day and be so happy. I sort of think George feels the same way. He actually asked me this morning if he could go trick-or-treating again.
My birthday is the week after Halloween, and I have to say that the days leading up to my birthday were just so heavy. I've mentioned countless times on here how much I love birthdays. This year, I really just wanted to skip my birthday altogether. Birthdays have to be the hardest thing for us these days, with holidays a close second. My actual birthday was not so bad- it was filled with calls, texts, cards, gifts left at our door, and sweet messages from friends and family. So much so, that I actually called Clay to see if he sent out a 'reminder' to people to make sure to remember my birthday. I know it was the Lord's way of reminding me- as He does every single day- that we are one loved little family.
That night, Clay took me to an incredible dinner at Highland's Bar and Grill downtown. We had agreed that we wouldn't give each other gifts- since we're buying a house and all. Naturally, I stuck to the rule when Clay's birthday rolled around in October. Naturally, Clay did not stick to this rule. I am a really hard person to surprise, I'd say. I ask poking/prodding questions ALL the time, trying to figure out any possible way that Clay could surprise me. So when we sat down at our table, and Clay pulled a little white box out of his coat pocket, I can truly say that I was totally shocked by what my sweet husband did for me.
I am excited to see what 31 holds for me this year. I know the Lord is near to us, and that even when things are so, so hard, He is good. I am thankful that I've learned that His goodness is not contingent upon my circumstances. These are some sweet fruits that I am thankful to carry with me throughout the years to come.
"The Lord has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy."
Psalm 126:3
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