One of the most common questions I receive is about how is it living far away from family and how do I do it. Honestly, I feel like I'm still figuring out that answer every day.
I was always the daughter out of us three girls who would go to camp and my parents would never hear from me (sorry mama & daddy, now as a parent I get it, and feel bad). I always said growing up that I would be the child to move far away one day, because distance for me is no big deal...boy was I wrong! I may handle living far away better than I think some people would, because of my laid-back personality. However, that does not mean its easy... what so ever.
First, let me give you some family info to catch you up if you don't know. My parents live in an RV in Virginia, and they are living the life traveling every now and then. Plus they are still pursuing their God dream of the Grace Home [a home for teen girls who find themselves pregnant and have nowhere to go].
My oldest sister Carrie is living where we all wish we were living in Wilmington, North Carolina. This is where One Tree Hill was shot, along with the majority of Nicholas Sparks movies. If you have never been, this place is GORGEOUS and she goes to the beach constantly. She is also working full-time at a gym there, and loves it! Am I jealous? For sure.
My middle sister Amber is living in the smallest country town ever of Tifton, Georgia. She is an elementary school counselor, and her husband is the youth pastor at their church and also a special education teacher now. They have a son named River [ 7 months ] who is my first nephew & looks identical to my sister, so much so its kinda creepy. He is seriously beyond cute! Our sons could not look more opposite haha.
I moved to Texas in January of 2014. Growing up people always said that I was going to be a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader and marry a pastor. They were all close. I married a pastor and I may not be in Dallas but I am in Houston. Close enough.
Okay so now your caught up :)
So it was one thing when I didn't have a child, and it was Evan and myself living in Houston. Now that I have a child and another on the way, it changes the game. It kills me that my family misses out on milestones. Every time they see Carden, he looks different and is doing new things. As a parent I want to share with my family these exciting times, and I know they do as well.
I have talked about this before on an Instagram post, but I see endless post on Instagram of sisters all coming together with their little ones, constantly hanging out and never missing a thing. I see women who have kids, and their mom is constantly over or taking their child for the day. Yes, it makes me sad, but it also brings me so much joy to see that when other people have that privilege. So for those of you reading this who have that, don't take it for granted. I know I'm not the only one living far away with a kid/s. I have been reached out to by several people who are struggling with the same thing. It is hard, and I get it. That's why I am sharing.
I struggled with writing this blog for months, because I didn't want people to get the wrong idea. I don't want people to think I am "miserable", or that I "hate life" over here haha. By no means is that true. I am simply sharing my heart, sharing my struggles, and trying to be transparent. I'd be lying if I said I don't have my days where I cry over this, and I would be lying if I didn't say that this wasn't an argument Evan and myself don't have periodically. The devil uses this to get into our marriage and to keep me down. That's why I have to constantly stay in His word, and trust Him with my life and with my families future.
I do enjoy being in Texas, and I love being an hour away from Evan's family. I know there is a season for everything. I think the biggest thing I would tell someone in the same situation is to know that God has you where you are for a reason. Be content with where you are, because God is going to use you. Nothing is without purpose when it comes to our Heavenly Father. I'm still telling this to myself daily, because yes, it is a daily struggle, AND because I need all the prayers I can get when I am constantly flying all over to see my family with a toddler & my pregnant self without Evan. I would rather do anything than fly by myself with a child this age and much less being pregnant. Those days are rough.
Maybe one day we will end up on the East Coast again, maybe not. Only the Lord knows. Where He wants me is where I will go, and I trust Evan that he will lead us through out it all. For now I find my hope and contentment in Christ, and I want to encourage those in the same situation to try to do the same. He has you where you are for a reason. I encourage you to find out what that reason is.
Thanks so much for reading!