We said goodbye this week. To our house. To our yard. To our stuff.
Memories. And we made some great ones in North Wales. Community group in our house every Thursday. Sarah and Isaiah going to public school. Bringing Eli home from the hospital. Hobos in the backyard. Mark and Jennifer moving to PA. Station Square Apartments. Backyard bonfires with the Lewis’s. Pho and More.
So now we start a new chapter in the Cline book of adventures. And this one is in New Jersey.
I’ve said for 20 years with Gary, “Take me to the depths of Africa, but NEVER make me live in New Jersey”. God has a wicked sense of humor.
This week we are living in the Embassy Suites. I’ll be honest. We’ve been here for 3 1/2 hours and it hasn’t been easy. I hate transitions. I wish we could skip this part and cut straight to where everything seems normal again.
But I know that this time tomorrow life will be getting a little easier. Our new life will be a little bit old. And New Jersey will feel closer to home.
Like Sarah said today, “I’m tired of good-byes and ready for hellos”.