I Love My People

I Love My People

Saturday was marked as day 1 in our 5th home in 6 years. From condo in OH to house in OH to apartment in IL to another apartment in IL.... to another apartment in IL. With this many moves, I think my issues are becoming obvious to the exhausted friends and family, who all know how heavy our couch is.

In a surprising twist, I'm not going to write about my 'rolling stone gathers no moss' issue- I'll save that for later.

What struck me on Saturday was friends. As we organized, boxed, lifted, drove, parked, unpacked and placed our life into a new space, I was moved (pun intended). We had friends that stepped into our mess.

For one of the first times since we've been in IL- I realized: we have people.

I love my people.