Have you ever had that feeling that you are hesitant to really enjoy that “Life is Good” feeling because you are scared something bad is about to happen. I had never had that feeling until I said out loud to Seth in Bogota that I felt like we were finally at home there and that we were really having a good run….the next week we discovered Jackson’s mass on his leg. We have been on a honeymoon high after coming home. Life is by far not perfect. We have been faced with lots of surprises and such but really, life is good.  And I have to admit that in the back of my mind I have become a bit nervous of what’s around the corner.  And only God really knows. At the moment we are awaiting a big storm here. Hurricane followed by snow, maybe. Again, who really knows. We are prepared with flashlights, batteries, non-perishable foods, etc. But I hate the feeling that we are so out of control.  But we know that God will take care of us and provide for our needs. It might be one heck of an adventure but we won’t fare it alone. So the savoring of home is a bit shaky today, more like clinging to it hoping that it will all still be standing during the storm. Pray for everyone along the East coast…we have friends in so many areas that are being threatened by the storm.

On Friday afternoon when I felt my anxiety rising from all of the talk of the storm I got the boys in the car and drove to find a nature trail. I wanted to enjoy the leaves before they fall. I wanted them to feel the crunch under their feet, smell the smell of fall and catch the leaves as they fell. In our little hustle and bustle I realized we needed to slow down.

yesterday we spent much of the day shifting things in the garage to park the cars, cleaning up the yard and things to prepare for the storm, so in the afternoon we relaxed with the boys and our friend Bonnie and carved our pumpkins

So instead of saying life is good, BUT  the storm is coming.  I will say Life is good AND the storm is coming. Life will still be good whether we get hard or not.