Picking up your bags and heading West never seemed as real to me as it did sometime last week. As we packed every last one of our belongings into a moving truck and motor home, fear robbed me of the adventure that had been creeping around in my mind. I can't say that I didn't wish to stay in my comfortable home with all of my friends in reach whenever I needed them, but I also wanted to run away from the relationship problems that had been facing my happy teenage years in Ontario. Like a gust of wind, we were gone; 7 people piled into two vehicles, 3 cats, and two dogs, dissipating into a long highway to nowhere.

It was a tiring, cold, very very long, and slow process as we worked our way across the provinces to the beautiful British Columbia. Our car broke down a lot along the way. I met some new people, old friends of my parents. God worked in a lot of amazing, mysterious ways: fixing our truck with small pieces of wood from Rebecca so that we wouldn't be stranded, giving us the patience to endure a ride with flying animal hair and allergies, and showing us the precious gifts he's given us among friends. Our wits were tested hour after hour as we rode down a highway for 7 days straight. It was certainly a learning experience, people-person characteristics needed.

I'm finally at the house that God has blessed my family with here in BC. It's less spacious which will hopefully teach us how to be patient with each other and not be so attached to our worldly belongings.

Ahh. We're about halfway unpacked into our house. Emotions are whirling and everyone is exhausted. I'm sick, as always. But...miss stuff.

I think I probably miss familiarity more than anything else. I miss being able to call people up to hang out. I miss being able to fall into a hug. I miss the smell of the water and the comfort of my own bed. I miss our church and the sweet voices of the people there. I think most of all I miss smiles.

But I really don't want to talk about it. It took a lot of long blank staring to get this much information about what's going on, written down on the computer. I'm sure more will come.

I love you all.