Memories

What is going to be the best memory of this place when we leave in a month and a half? It is going to be the beautiful nature that surrounds our house. The mountain in our backyard with the sun setting over the horizon, the rollercoaster hills as we approach our driveway, the sunrise over the sod field each morning, the toads mating calls, the sense of peacefulness that I have when I let each of my children outside to play, the long rocky driveway, the horses following us along the fence, my children climbing the fences to just get a skim of the horses' fur, and the barn cats that have become like our own without having to feed them. This place is undescribeable. I have a billion and one memories of this place and more still to come. I believe God put us here to find peace. Peace from the city for Bud, peace from traffic for me, peace and quiet for my children to learn what it is like to entertain themselves. As our house begins to empty with material things and return to the boxed state that it was three years ago, I am flooded with emotions. Excitement brews but sadness remains.