Life as we know it is changing. I am currently surrounded with boxes as I sit in a dimmly lit living room. We just took the plunge and relocated...moved nearly two hours away from most things familiar. "Why?" you may be asking yourself...simple. Because I am a WIFE first and a MOM second. Since I have been in love, I have wanted to get married. We knew we wanted kids pretty quickly...and my dream was to be a mommy. God kept us trusting Him as we lost our first baby. But, Jackson came quickly thereafter. And, I went back to work full time when Jackson was only 10 weeks old. It was absolutely horrible, to put it simply.
Through prayer and Brice working his hinny off, I was able to step down and work part time when we had Jaelyn. I was so grateful for amazing people God happened to drop into my life. A God-send named Laura and my Mom helped care for my babies while I worked every afternoon. They would nap in the afternoon, so I didn't feel like I was missing very much of their lives...I was thankful.
But, I had a position and schedule change which reqired me to be at work at 6:45, rush to pick up Jackson from school, rush to pick up Jaelyn from the various person she was with that day, and get home to get Jaelyn down for a nap. Most days the kids napped, I did too. By the time we woke up, it was time to make dinner, get baths, and get the kids in bed. So, I only had a couple of hours with them. Although my family is my number one priority, they were coming last in my daily schedule. This was not cool. How could this be honoring to the Lord? I tried to leave it to the Lord, but I was really struggling; feeling like a failure at everything. Being a good, loving, exciting wife. Being a fun-loving, solid, consistent caregiver for my kids. Fail. I would cry out to the Lord, and put it all in his hands again.
After a while, we heard from a friend who was looking to hire someone at Select Staffing. Brice worked so many different jobs; 2-3 at once...should he even apply? He was happy where he was and really enjoyed his job. Well, we figured it doesn't hurt to get more information.
I helped be Brice's "secretary" as we filled out the online application...we entered the work history, resume, blah, blah, blah. It wanted us to select the branch location...scroll down...V...Valencia...Victorville....oh, Valencia, *click. Right then and there I thought, "hmmmmmmmmmmm. I wonder what God may have in store here?" We have previously considered relocating to Victorville, but always ended up against the idea. Well...I was against the idea. First, it's the desert. No beach. No paseos. Not even sidewalks. Plus...it's far away from the town I grew up in, and it's a hop, skip, and leap away from the church I call home...filled with people that love better than any other group of people I've ever been a part of. AND, my family. I canNOT leave them. So, no...this isn't going to happen.
Or so I thought. I came to the realization over time that us trying to stay in Santa Clarita and me staying home with the kids was like trying to fit a square peg in a round hole. It was never going to fit. TRY I did to make it. It just won't ever fit...at least not in the near future. So, now what?!? Well, what comes first? My family? My church? A "wonderful place to raise kids"? My comfort? Paseos? Being like everyone else? NOPE. Me being able to focus on God's role for me as a wife and mother must come first...even before myself.
So, after months of searching, God was really working on my heart. Brice already knew this was the best decision if God opened the door...So, he asked his current boss about the idea of relocating to the Victorville office. Through months of training, and him knowing our ultimate dream for me to stay home, he allowed the transfer. We are SOOOOO grateful for Brice's opportunity to work for a great company, and a very supportive Christ following supervisor! So...here we are!
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