As I drove the route to the preschool yesterday I could almost see our path. We have now been beating paths between schools, church, our favorite eats and of course the pharmacy and grocery store for nearly 2 years. We are coming up on the longest time living in one place since getting married nearly 9 years ago. It hit me yesterday that we have settled here. Transition is always in sight but for now, right here, right now we are rooted. Our garden grows out back and we have been here long enough to have friends in a variety of overlapping circles…indications of roots.

In the beginning our steps on these routes were cautious and anticipated, everything was new and uncertain. Now they come without much thought and fall within our every day.

The thing about this Foreign Service lifestyle, much like any expat or missionary lifestyle is that we grow accustom to transition and change and when life allows a little time to linger it’s hard not to get antsy. We hate goodbyes, we put out heels in the ground when the time comes to be dragged off…yet there is still the itch for something new, exciting and a fresh start. Strange how this works.

Our next adventure is yet to be determined. It will likely be stateside but at this point we wait!

My prayer over these days and weeks is that we will continue to root ourselves in our current relationships, home and community. That we would be preoccupied with life here and now, watching these 3 little lives grow and hopefully making an impact on those along the worn path.