I mentioned a couple of weeks ago that I would share the story of our BIG MOVE from Texas to Utah. As many of you know, we are deeply rooted in Texas. I'm at least a 6th generation Texan and Blake's family came straight over from Germany to Texas...so clearly, we know no other way but the Texas way.
Blake had been looking for a new job this past year. Earlier this summer, a law firm in Utah reached out to him and things moved quickly. We had put our house on the market in April because we wanted to possibly downsize or just get a bit more land space...but once we learned of the new job offer, things became more clear as to selling our house and moving our family.
After months on the market (and having to cut our price waaaay down because of a stalled out market), our home in Texas FINALLY went under contract. Blake and I booked a trip to Utah to house hunt and to find a rental for my mom, who was also moving to Utah. After looking at 20+ homes, putting in 3 offers, and going under contract twice (crazy hot home market in Utah)...we left our house hunting trip with a home we planned to close on around the same time our home in Texas was set to close. I didn't love the house (at all), but we were out of time and out of options. It seemed like our only choice.
We planned out our move in a kind of crazy, disjointed way. We felt it best for our two littles to get started in school up here in Utah, so I made the drive with them from Texas to Utah and stayed in an Airbnb the first week of school. On the second day of our two-day road trip, we found out that our buyers backed out days before closing. NOT good. The sale of our house falling through had a trickle effect, which caused us to break our contract on the house in Utah....yeah, the one I didn't like in the first place. Not meant to be, I guess. ;)
But because so many of our moving plans were already in motion, it was too late to turn back...meaning, stay in our Texas home until another buyer came along. A week later, the whole family (including my mom) all moved up to Utah in one big caravan, and thankfully, my mother's rental home is large enough for us to stay until our house in Texas sells...again. We really need it to sell as soon as possible. Other details include having to board our dogs, living out of boxes and a storage unit, and not being able to get quite settled knowing that it's all temporary.
However, we have felt an underlying purpose behind all of this madness. Although it's difficult, expensive, and stressful, we know the Lord has a plan for our family. Whether that plan is growth (as we all need from time to time) or to test our faith, the challenges are easier to swallow keeping that in mind. As one of my dear friends puts it, "It will work out how it SHOULD." I love that word should. Not how we want. (clearly). Not how we think it will. Not how it might with all the millions of possibilities. But how it SHOULD. How the Lord wants it to work out and how it will be best for our family in the long run. I feel like we will look back on this time in our lives and see clearly the lessons learned and the sequence of meaningful events that took place.
Of course, this is all easier said than done. I try reeeeeaaaaaally hard to stay patient, but I definitely have those moments of panic and "what ifs". But in the end, it won't be the end. Even if all things don't work out, it still won't be the end of the world. It will be okay. It will be as it should.
Alas, our story isn't over. I'll be sure to share any exciting updates and will continue sharing our new experiences here in Utah!