The first year of 2021 has been quiet so far between the four walls of our house (well maybe six walls because this house has a lot of weird angles), but rapidly shifting on the outside. I know we all feel it in different ways.
We were in Georgia for the first few days of January soaking up some family time. We discovered that if we hit the road early, we can make it to Georgia in thirteen and a half hours, and so we did! It’s called unlimited feature films on personal devices.
The pictures of the white farmhouse are of my sister’s home. Don’t you love the rocking chairs on the porch? They really do have southern accents and sweet tea there, just like you imagine from the pictures.
After we got home, we settled into a good routine with homeschooling and connecting with new friends here in Kansas City. We did have snow a few little times, which makes winter feel right. It’s Midwest snow for melting and mixing with dirt and then re-freezing, not pillowy mountain snow for blue skies and winter sports. David is learning the difference. I do miss you, California, and your loaded winter citrus trees! And I love you so much, even though you’re not real winter.
I hope everyone had a wonderful January, though my heart does ache for America, the joy of the Lord is my strength in these days and I pray He will be yours too.
