Last night was a busy one. My oldest son had his last orchestra concert at this middle school. It was in the cafeteria of the local high school and involved every orchestra and choir from two middle schools. As you can imagine, there were a LOT of families in that cafeteria. It was hard to hear the performing groups. Before that concert was over, my next two kids had their piano recital. My two kids did a duet. It was sweet and they did very well.
Hubby left yesterday morning to go to our new home. Well, he's going to stay in a hotel because we don't have a home yet. That's his job while he is there before the rest of us arrive in three weeks.
I had to rely on a friend to help me last night. I couldn't be in two places at once. I'm an independent person and I don't like to ask for help, but there was no way around it yesterday. Thank goodness for dear friends.
I've been blessed here to know many wonderful people and have many good friends. I'm sad to leave them. It's sadly funny, but you know who your good friends are when you are moving because they all offer to help with that trickiness that is moving. They have said, "Do you need help packing?" "Do you need help cleaning?" "Do you need a place to stay?" "I'll take the kids anytime you need so you can get some work done without them." Then there are the people who say, "What day are you packing? I'll be there." They don't just offer, they are ready to put it on their calendars.
It's truly amazing. Thankfully, I don't need help packing. The movers will do that for me! Hooray! We have a place to go after the movers have packed our things. I've got sleeping bags, but on our dumb concrete floors, it's not a fun place to sleep. My husband's co-worker and his wife (my son's cello teacher) are putting us up in their house. I've told them you don't need to do anything special for us. We'll just all crash in your living room. But no, they'll have two bedrooms waiting for us.
If I really thought about all the generosity that is being shown us, I would break down and cry and you might not be able to pry me away from my empty house. How can I leave?
I just hope that I can find good friends where we are going. I hope I can help someone in return. I hope I can repay the kindness that is being shown me.
I didn't mean to be so mushy and I didn't intend to write this when I sat down to blog, but I can't help it today. Thank you dear friends. Thank you.