The night before Gracie was discharged from the hospital, Haley asked a very practical question.
“Do I say ‘Welcome Home‘ when Gracie comes to this house tomorrow? Or should I wait until we go back to the other house?”
Hmmmm…For a moment it made me sad that our kids don’t really know where they live, but it allowed Haley and I to have a good conversation. After the talk, I was reminded about a chapter in Tim Keller’s book, Prodigal God (if you’ve not read this New York Times Bestseller author, now’s the time!). He explores the idea of home…how evasive it is and yet how we all long for it.
On Saturday we packed up everything from the mission house in Crozet and drove back to the other house we’ve been using in Locust Grove. As Colby hunts for jobs, the reality is we will be moving again some time in the next year. Among other things, riding the rollercoaster that is called our life these past two years has truly bonded our nuclear family. I decided to make a welcome home sign for Gracie that would make sense to her and to us…