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Tentative Moving Plans are Made

Well, it looks like we're going to be moving fairly quickly. We're going to leave on Monday for a week long visit to Beaumont to see Philip's parents since it won't be quite as easy to drive down there for a weekend visit from Illinois. We'll be back on Saturday, August 16th. Monday, August 18th will be the start of Philip's last 2 weeks at Harding. We plan on heading to Illinois August 30.

These plans are tentative since we haven't received official word of when Philip's start date will be at ICC. However, the interviewer said it would be asap, so we're not really worried. We'll receive our last check from Harding so we'll easily be able to make it through September no matter when he starts.

We have a lot to do before this time. Packing, selling the house (hopefully!), garage sale, finding a place to live temporarily in Illinois, emotional good-byes, and wrapping everything up down here.

It's been a lot harder than I thought it was going to be. I knew I was going to feel the loss of my friends from church and Harding, but I expected the joy of our future to balance it. It's been hard to know whether to shout or cry, and I feel like doing both most of the time. I'm going to miss everyone so much.

Callie's going to be the only baby at the church we attend in Illinois which will be a big change for her as well. I know everyone's looking forward to having a little one again, but I can't help but feel the loss of my "mommy connection" at Highway. I've relied so heavily on everyone to let me know that I was doing an okay job with this whole mothering thing, asking questions, and just talking about the changes and having someone understand. I hope everyone at Highway knows how much they have meant to our family and my sanity!

It's funny, after so long of praying and begging for this to happen, I'm so nervous! Thanks to everyone who has made our lives down here such a blessing. We all appreciate and love you. :)

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