We have been at the farm for five years now. We have loved and learned so many wonderful lessons, but it’s time for a big change. We’re moving.
We’re moving to a place that is completely opposite of the farm. The city. We’re moving to a neighborhood with a park and kids everywhere. We’re moving to a place that has a yard the size of our living room and kitchen.
We’re moving to a place where we can be together more.
This new home is three minutes from Nick’s work. Three. Not, Fifty. It’s seven minutes from Target (watch out husband here I go). We are all both excited and sad. We have loved our farm.
We all have gown close to together while gardening and completing projects. We’ve seen goat babies born, collected chicken eggs, chased those gosh darn pigs, bird watched, adventured, lived a full five years.
We are excited to experience what we never have before. We have never been city folks as a family. We have never cheered bother in baseball, gone to gymnastics, ballet recitals, played with neighborhood kids after school. We haven’t experienced the average American life. It’s both odd and fun to imagine ourselves as average.
The last time we lived in a neighborhood we homeschooled. The kids we so little. Even then we we’re weird. We hung-dry clothes, had a big garden, used cloth diapers, canned food, made laundry soap, ate organic. We were still weird.
Now, we won’t have the space to do all that, and all the kids are now in public school. I have no desire or time for making everything from scratch anymore. It’s just going to be different from how we have lived. It’s going to be less work.
I look forward to the kids having friends over and meeting our neighbors. I look forward to the kids going to youth group at a bigger church. I look forward to us serving the people in our community more. I look forward to convenience. I can’t wait to be a part of a women’s ministry again. Book clubs, coffee dates, , and walking to the park- it’s all coming. I look forward to simple living. I look forward to not feeling secluded.
We will never forget what we have had here on the farm. The experiences we’re had and life we’ve lived have shaped us all. It’s just time to move along a different path that has been laid before us. It’s time to stop traveling to and from the city (goodbye ridiculous fuel bill). It’s time to just be in the city.
It time for a big change.