Moving Day

The last two days have been a whirlwind in the Stringer house. And the girls weren't even home! The packing crew from the moving company assigned by the Navy was here, sealing our home up in cardboard boxes. I'm hoping we can find Beth when we unpack in San Diego. We'll look for the leaky box, I guess. Actually, the girls have spent the day with very gracious friends' families while their room was professionally tossed. We brought them by the house this afternoon after the packers had left so they could explore the new cardboard city that has grown inside what used to be our home. Now it's filled with brown towers marked with "Rainbow Moving Co". Hmmm. I won't ask. The truck comes tomorrow morning to take everything away. The girls got a kick out of figuring out which toys might be in which box. They sadly said goodbye to their stuff, probably not convinced that they will ever see it again. This must be a hard time for a kid, to see their place of sanctuary and security boxed up and shipped out, leaving nothing but piles of dog hair and dust bunnies behind (sorry, Janell, for that graphic detail). Our girls are handling it with their usual sense of adventure, though. I'm proud of them. Katelynn and Emily seem to be looking forward to their drive across the country with me. We'll take a leisurely 10 or 11 days to make the drive, zig-zagging across, looking for that "World's Largest Ball of Twine". Janell, on the other hand, will hang out here with friends for an extra week, then jet across with Beth and Hailey, assisted by my Mom. We should be re-united in our new house around the 22nd or so. Your prayers are appreciated as the chaos of moving continues to dominate our "routine". The Lord has been good to us and as always, we trust in Him to bring us through.