I walked out of the nail salon and just started crying. Not a dramatic, snot-running cry—just soft, gentle tears spilling over from eyes filled with emotion.
I felt sad thinking about the day we moved to this quaint, small lakeside town, full of dreams of what our life would be. We imagined raising our four children in a quiet place with no fear, no worries—just good old-fashioned Midwestern values. A slower pace of life, less stress, and more time together.
A place where we could put down roots. A place our children would call their “hometown.” A place where we would grow old together, surrounded by a community of friends who shared our values and beliefs.
That dream has been shattered, and this chapter is coming to an end. Even though I know we are making the right decision to leave, it’s still heartbreaking.
Deep in my soul, I believe God has a bigger story for us to tell. Stepping into the unknown again is not what I expected or wanted—but here we are, taking a leap of faith, trusting that the Lord is with us… with me… with our children.
So, with tears in my eyes as this chapter closes, I will trust in Him and hold onto His words:
Isaiah 41:10 — “Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you.”
Unpolished Truth 