Night Wakings

It's Sunday of Memorial Day weekend, and our home goes on the market in two days.  Not because we want to move (we don't), not because we have some new and exciting adventure towards which to head (although we try to think we do), and not because we dislike our current home  (we love it).  Our home goes on the market because we can no longer afford it.  Of course this wasn't an overnight revelation.  This has been a long time coming, and I'll relay that tale over another few posts in the coming days.  Over the course of the process, numerous people have suggested that I blog about our experience, and I've always resisted.  Afterall, I'm a full-time working mother of 3 kids.  Seriously, when would I actually have the time?!  Plus, I'm not sure how many people really want to read my innermost thoughts.  I bore myself most days.  Even so, I woke up last night with the clearest picture of what I should be writing about, cyber-pen to cyper-page, and what this blog should be called. 

Four walls, a roof, a door, some windows. It's a line from a Dixie Chicks song, called A Home.  It has stuck in my head for the past two plus years, reminding me that no matter how attached I am, we all are, to our homes, they really just are some walls, a roof, a door, some windows....replaceable.  So at 2 a.m. this morning, with this song playing over and over and over in my head, I tossed and I turned trying to justify my reasons for not writing about this.  But I couldn't.  I believe in God. I believe that He has us walk through some really difficult "stuff" sometimes.  I believe it's always for a reason.  I believe that He woke me last night (although my husband thinks it might have been a bad burger...) with this song in my head and these words on my heart for one reason: to put my thoughts, my feelings, my fears, my emotions out there for others - some who know me well and others whom I have never met - to read and  to experience and to maybe relate to them along side me.  So over the next several months, as we attempt to sell our house before the foreclosure notices start arriving and the auction date is set, I'll share with you, my dear reader and friend.  Please don't judge me too harshly for my failures, and please forgive me for my typos - of which I'm sure there will be many as I expect I'll frequently be writing with a baby on my hip as I help one or two other kids with their homework, all while folding laundry or sorting mail.  (Only so many hours in the day!  A mom's got to multi-task, right?).  Wish us luck, send us your prayers, and please attempt to laugh at my humor.  I'll be back soon.