A Good Thing Part 1

Six and a half years ago my life changed drastically when I married the greatest man there ever was (besides Jesus, of course). We were just two kids in college who loved God and loved each other. As I was finishing up my senior year of college we found out that another huge change was on the horizon. Lewis baby number one was one the way. Due in the fall.

We moved to Colorado following my graduation. We bought the first house that we could afford (more about that another time) and started to make a home for ourselves. Isabelle Joy made her grand appearance late one night in October of 2008. She was the perfect little baby. Literally. She was so pretty and happy. Life should have been perfect, but it wasn’t.

I found myself feeling increasingly depressed. I was further from my friends and family than I had ever been. I grew up in a small town and had the same friends from diapers to graduation. Our college was small and for a year I lived on campus. You had to get to know people. As a new stay at home mom I felt all alone. Suddenly I had few friends and just didn’t know how to make new ones. I tried mom’s groups, play dates, you name it. For one reason or another things just weren’t working out, so instead of being an awesome, active mommy, I was cooped up at home with my baby. I didn’t love Colorado. I missed the mountains-we lived in the deserty part of the state. I missed being close to my family and I craved a fresh start.

After two years it was apparent that Daniel shared my feelings. I could tell that it killed him to see me so detached and depressed. I’m normally such an extrovert! Back in December of 08 we were traveling home to visit my family when a major snow storm hit the northwest. Long story short, we were rerouted to Seattle. Daniel had never been in the northwest and was blown away by the beauty. I gave him the window seat in the plane because I knew he’d love the view. I remember as we flew along side Mt. Rainier Daniel’s face was glued to the window. He gasped and said, “Babe, I HAVE to live here!” So, two years later, after much prayer and a couple acts of God, we packed up our little family and moved to the great northwest!