When the whole world is watching and you want them to go away....pick your nose.
I'm trying to except the fact that we are a crazy family that goes places. It's not what I always want or even love but it's God's road for us. The truth is, the kids are as at home in hotels as much they are in the Old House. I've wrestled over this being a healthy way to grow up...kids needing stability and all that stuff, but I guess what's important is knowing that they are loved everywhere and anywhere we rest our heads....nothing will change that. Still it's hard. It's hard on relationships. I struggle maintaining friendships. I love my friends and wish that my life was simple and easy and open and free. But, by the time we get home, the kids just want to be home, settle down..relax. And so for them I risk misunderstanding. If I can't be here for them how can I be there for anyone else? I'll trust God for the seasons. I'm looking forward to the one that involves coffee chats with beloved friends.