Our oldest son, Brandon, is moving AGAIN! I yell the word "again" because we just moved him in October to Sioux City. Let's look back where this saga began ... when he graduated from college we moved him to Cedar Rapids, we put all of the "used a bit furniture" and his belongings into our little two wheeled trailer. When he left CR, we were headed west to Lincoln, NE, and a promotion, again we loaded up the two wheel trailer, our mini van, his car, and off we went, looking a bit like the Clampetts from the Beverly Hillbillies (vacuum cleaner hanging out the back and all).
Arriving at Lincoln, he went shopping and created a beautiful new home, filled with new furniture, dining room table and chairs, and then a few trips to Hobby Lobby :) A few years later, he was again promoted and back east we traveled, this time to Chicago and with a 24 foot moving truck, his car, our van and a determined attitude. Another change within the company and 3 or 4 months later back west our little band of movers traveled, this time to Rochester, MN. It was two in the morning, a moving truck, mini van, his car and a crew of very exhausted people.
Sometime later (felt like 2 months, but was probably closer to 18 months) we loaded up his belongings in a truck, put it in a garage, and moved our son to a friends house while he worked at a job search. He landed a job and back east he went. New job, new city, and a new home. The moving truck had to be parked on a busy street in downtown Middleton, WI (suburb of Madison), the mini van was now a car, and I think we added an SUV to the caravan our merry little band (note that the italics should show a bit of sarcasm).
After a year of being a robot, he made a decision to leave his job, head back WEST, live near Lincoln, and store his belongings. He began the immense job of another job search. Interview after interview, much prayer and he got a job in Sioux City. Another moving truck, a few more helping hands, and he and his beautiful girlfriend moved to a lovely neighborhood in South Dakota (a small suburb of Sioux City, IA). And this weekend, we head out to Sioux City, to begin the packing process for another move. Yep, five months later, we will be moving our handsome son again, to a city that holds his heart.
This move takes him farther away from mom and dad, but it's the city he found his vibrant, funny and beautiful Blair, it's where their relationship took root, and it's where he found his foundation (picture of them above, from about 4 years ago). A mom doesn't have to like the distance, but she will always love her son. We have joked about having a "mom" room and some day hopefully a "grammie and grandpa room". I remind myself that I am not sending him off to war, I remind myself that he loves this young lady, and I remind myself that this place makes him happy :).
So back to Lincoln we will go! Doug's got amazing relatives there, whom we love and enjoy spending time with. It's close to Blair's family, they will be surrounded by friends, and I have a wonderful vacation destination with shopping, new quilt shops, and wonderful new adventures.
Did anyone count? Since 2003 (I think) we have moved him eight times, with the ninth one starting this weekend; he has lived in six different states; we've moved on Memorial Day, Labor Day, Halloween, our wedding anniversary and this time it will be Palm Sunday weekend. We've used UHaul, Penske and one other trucking company I think. But hey, who's counting. Let the new adventure begin ... I'm ready!
Until soon ... v
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