This morning Joe and I spent the first part of the morning moving boxes into his new condo.

A week ago, I said I was feeling a little ambivalent about Joe and Kristine and Sevii’s move from the vicarage into their new house, but as Joe and I lugged books and toys out of the Vicarage to deliver them to the new place around the corner, I began to feel right about this move.
It will make the Vicarage more quiet for sure.

But for the next little while I am thinking the prayer space will be good for me and for Amanda as well.
I’ve also realized that we are not going to be completely silent. We have a huge Thanksgiving planned

and then a Christmas Cookie swap for the extended family in December.

I feel like this is going to be a really good move for Joe and Kristine and for Sevii. They need their own space so they can grow as a family without my interference. It’s not like I am heavy handed or anything, but The Vicarage is my house not theirs. They need their own space to spread out and to become.
It has been a blessed season. They needed us and we really needed them, but now…it is time. It just feels right.












