there is a bright orange sticker that says SOLD on the realtor sign in my front window. it's beautiful. i confess to staring at it.
my husband arrives tomorrow at one and i cannot wait to look into his eyes and love him and be loved.
at the Christmas concert last week my son interpreted "Hosanna" as "Go Santa" and sang it at the top of his lungs. nothing like pastor's kids. reminded me of the time we pulled up to church and my daughter, then a toddler, yelled "YAY! shopping!!"
last night as i carried my son up the stairs to bed i said "i will be so sad when you're too big for me to carry, and he said "don't worry mommy, then I'll carry YOU!!"
the plan is to pack our house the six days following Christmas. Scott will then drive out to Saskatoon on the 2nd of January, and I'll fly out on the 4th with the kids. We will move into our new place on the 20th.
it seems i have all of my Christmas wishes, and a God who, for some reason beyond my understanding, cares about them.