Life Unscripted- My life in boxes.

I have not blogged in a while for various reasons. I still have some unidentified health issues going on that at times dictate how I feel from a day to day basis.  A couple of weeks ago we began an experience with our very first eviction. Not exactly what I was looking forward to dealing with as Thanksgiving was approaching along side my 35th birthday.  The moving team consisted of me, my best friend, and four children. There was a brief day of assistance from my husband and a friend and we got to make two trips with a pick up truck. It was completed in a week using our Honda minivan and her Mazda car that seats six. 

Now I know sharing this is deeply personal, but one of the things I do is try to keep it real in my little piece of cyber space.

So we lost our rental home, we have dealt with some various health issues, and each time we tried to find a place it felt like something happened and the door was closed.  Through this process though, we have had tremendous support even from people we have never met.  We weren't sure where we would go, we were even given an out of state option.  In the end, I know many have prayed for us, and some very special people have gifted, loved, supported, talked me through, and physically helped us move.  I can't thank each of you enough.

I can say that our final day of moving was this past Wednesday. We have not yet decided to leave the state of Florida.  We are currently living where we began almost two years ago when we moved back to Florida.  We are once again the crazy eight as my best friend and her family have taken us in.  In addition they have two dogs, we have one dog, three cats, and two lizards.  The only one of us that could not come was our precious Ms. Piggy.

We were able to enjoy a Thanksgiving meal and this morning my 35th birthday began.  I have alot to be thankful for.  The eviction process is embarrassing, and I don't exactly understand all that is entailed in it.  I know we will eventually have to pay the money we owe, why my landlord stopped accepting the payment arrangement we had, he never would say. 

Currently alot of the material part of our lives is packed up in boxes, waiting in storage.  Not where I thought I would be at 35, but I am still counting my blessings, all is not lost (though there have been moments I thought it was). I hope each of you had a wonderful Thanksgiving, and no matter the circumstance or unexpected path of life that may arise, you can see a blessing.