It has been about a month since I lasted posted to my blog but it's not because I didn't have anything to write about. So much has happened in the last month with our trip to India and moving to Albuquerque and there are many things I could write about, but the overwhelming theme for Micah and I right now is that we cannot wait to feel like we are "home."
We moved out of our house in Colorado on September 2nd - almost two months ago. Since then we have lived with Micah's sister in Colorado (thanks Becca!), spent time with family in Michigan, traveled through India staying in different places almost every night and we are now living in a furnished house in Albuquerque for a month. Although it was liberating at first to not have a monthly mortgage or rent payment and I liked the idea of living "simply" as the majority of our stuff is in storage including half of our clothes, we are starting to feel homesick without a place of our own.
After working at a non-profit for the homeless and spending a couple of weeks in India where poverty is even more extreme, I feel like it is selfish to want a permanent place to live. After all, we are living in a fully furnished house with more space than we need right now that Micah's employer is paying for, so why are we complaining? I think there is just something about your own space, your own furniture, your own bed, your own linens and your own dirt that is comforting.
I am very thankful that we are so blessed and we will probably never have to worry about having a roof over our heads. I know it will take time for us to find a more permanent place to live in Albuquerque and start to feel at home, but I know it will happen. And when I start feeling sad that we have moved and that I don't feel comfortable here yet, I must remind myself of others less fortunate than us.
