This morning I woke up to the fact that I've actually lived in Smithers (and in this house) longer than anywhere else for any length of consecutive time. Yes, I did live in Whitehorse, Yukon for a total of 12 years, but we moved to Edmonton for a year and to Kenya twice during the total of those 12 years.
Hmmmmmmmm.... so now what?
Can I reminisce a bit to when we first moved back in 2001? At first we lived in a little mobile home that sported 2 very tiny bedrooms. It was cute and homey, but way to small. Also, with only 1 car, and 2 kids in full-time school, and living a 15 minute drive from town, I was going stir-crazy with not much to do.
We then moved into our current home, which we have named "The PALACE" (drop the A)... aka, The PLACE. I remember going through it, when the previous renters were living here, and thinking, "Over My Dead Body!!! Will I ever live here!!!!!" Well, we've fixed it up, definitely cleaned it up, and have made it home.
It's simple, and we live without a perk or two... like a water tap outside, but we're out of town (7 min. from town)-which we like, we can have animals... have I mentioned my daughter's pets? (1-miniature horse, 1-yearling Arabian, which she is fostering after his mother died in an electric storm when he was a week old, 1-American Eskimo dog, 1-albino hedgehog, and 1-fighter fish)... And then Tim and I have 2 cats too. I don't think we could possibly keep those animals if we lived in town.
Ya, life is good! Our family is all together. We have friends. Our needs have been supplied... have I told you God has been overwhelming us with His blessings lately? Okay, okay, maybe life here in the sticks isn't as bad as I thought it was. Maybe I'm learning to be content where I am. That's a good thing! I'll count my blessings.
Do any of you have any blessings you've taken for granted in the past? I'd love to hear from you.