Ch-ch-ch-changing

My children do not always do so well with change. The truth is, neither do I. But life, I am learning, is change. That’s what keeps things interesting.

Over the past year or so, Jon and I have researched, talked about and prayed over the topic of our kids’ education. I won’t drag you through the details of our process, but we have arrived at the decision to relocate our family to Williamson County, on the south side of Nashville. The schools there are exceptional, particularly in their approach to special education, and the area provides access to tremendous resources for Lina, starting now and carrying all the way through to adulthood.

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Our house is currently on the market. That’s an adventure in itself. We have no idea how long it will take us to sell, and once we have a contract, there’s the challenge of finding the right new house in time to avoid homelessness. (Relatives have offered to take us in for a week or two, if necessary, and worst case scenario is renting for a few months while we shop.) Prices are steep where we’re looking, and inventory is low. It’s a seller’s market, and we’re buyers. But God has answered a lot of prayers thus far, and we’ll just keep following where He opens doors.

In the meantime, Corin is struggling with the idea of leaving the only home he’s known. We’ve tried to keep it all as low-key as possible amidst realtor meetings, packing up extra belongings and preparing for showings, but that kid is perceptive. He knows what’s up, and he senses our stress. We’ve garnered a few new ideas to try to ease the transition.  The tantrums and helplessness have eased – a little. (“But I can’t possibly put on these shoes that I’ve been putting on by myself for the past 6 months!”) He’ll be fine. He’ll survive and eventually settle into life in a new home, as we all will.

Just don’t ask me how I feel about leaving the hand-painted Narnia mural in his room. Or the bedroom where my daughter was born. Or the therapists and TEIS teacher we’ve come to love. Or… I better stop now.

In the past week…

  • Corin perfected his somersault.
  • I started running in the neighborhood every morning before the kids are up.
  • Lina happily let my mom hold her for the first time in months.
  • We outlined a tentative plan for a move to Williamson County in the next couple years.
  • Lina and I caught colds.
  • We met Corin’s new Mother’s Day Out teacher, the very sweet Ms. Shelley.
  • Tennyson consumed half a package of hot dog buns, dragged with finely-honed skill from the very center of the kitchen island.

And so goes life here in the Sharp household.