we have one month. one more month of putting all of our earthly possessions into cardboard boxes so we can move 60 miles west. one more month of ministry in this place where we've been serving and sharing hope for the last 6 years. one more month.
and now that we are down to so few weeks left, we find ourselves in a season of "lasts:" the last day of school is next week; i sang my last anthem with the choir; last piano lesson; last prayer gathering; last board meeting; and on tuesday, we had our last soccer game. caedmon scored two goals and played a bit of keeper in the loss.
it is weird living in a land of so many lasts. everything has an emotional heaviness, like the next tearful goodbye is just around the corner. and yet there is a relief to it, too. it is good medicine in this busy season to know that we'll have our tuesdays, thursdays, and saturdays back. that we don't have to study history cards anymore. that we can take this month to really savor these final days, as we continue to pack and get ready to move, so we can be prepared to dive into a new season with new routines and soccer schedules and piano lessons and so much more!
for now, in a season of lasts and goodbyes, we are enjoying the opportunity to catch our breath.