MOVING!

Oh my goodness, you never really know how much "stuff" you can accumulate over the years. Especially after having a baby. Wow, Esau sure has a lot of things. After our friends, Jon, Kellie and Jessica came to help us pack up, load the truck and clean the house we realized that it would be a good, no great, no absolutely fabulous idea to have a huge yard sale after we get to our final destination.


Erik is such a hoot, watching him organize and pack all of our things, neatly packing them in boxes for that oh so snug and comfortable fit in our 22' truck. My favorite is his labeling practices....for example, hair blowers & stuff...gotta love a man's way of thinking. It's great!














Thanks to everyone for coming over to the house....especially Jessica for having so much fun with Esau! You're a great babysitter!

On The Road Again

Leaving this morning was a bittersweet event. Eating breakfast with my soul sister, Kellie and her fabulous little girl Jessica (who was a bit upset that she was late for swim practice). Andele's one last time...mmmm, smothered red burrito for Erik, vegetarian omelet with chili for me, egg and biscuit for Esau. I knew that tears would start falling as soon and the last goodbyes were said. My dearest friend will be greatly missed.

Well, we have officially started our journey to the midwest. Our first stop...conservative country of Midland, Texas! After 350 miles we were definitely ready for our stop. Only a few mishaps..a lost wallet (unfortunately not found as of yet) and a stuck truck in a ditch. Not bad for a first day. I would have to say that I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see it all with my own 4 eyes!

Now with Forest Gump on the tube, Esau playing with the toilet paper from the bathroom (not to mention Zoe's water dish, a wet event), Erik walking an oh so very eager Zoe, and me...here enjoying air conditioning and watching my baby boy play.

Community

Well, our last community dinner for this summer has just shortly passed. At 9:03 pm, Esau is asleep, Erik is doing some last minute packing, and I am here writing. All waiting for our long time friend, Jon, to arrive to help us with our move. This will be his second time around.

"I'm not real good with good-bye's, I mean I don't get real emotional, you know," Nora tells me..."it's alright, I don't really either," I say. Now looking back on that conversation, tear dribbling down my cheek, Erik smiling and rubbing my back while reading this over my shoulder, I realize that's not really very true. I guess underneath I am just a sap like the rest of us...

It's a bummer having to leave after finally gotten into the groove of parenting and finding people to parent with us. I truly believe that it takes a village. I am sad to leave such a wonderful one, but am looking forward to visiting in one sense or another.

It's raining...how nice on our tin roof.

Rafa (he put up with us too!)

Sad in the Southwest...Movin' On

Well our 6 years in the southwest have come to a stand still for now. We are heading back to the midwest to be with family and friends who have been so dearly missed for what seems like such a short time.

Erik has been stressed out about such a big move...."it will all come together," I tell him. Our house is looking less like home and more like the aftermath of a small dust devil having come through. He lights a stick of incense maybe giving home that one last memory of our adored smells. Chicken is cooking for our one last community dinner with those who have become our dear friends and family here in New Mexico.

"It will be sad not living in the house Esau was born in anymore," he tells me. Sigh, I say with a lump in my throat, "Yeah, but we'll have more houses that will be just as dear and create new memories with babies born, birthdays, potlucks, drumming circles, parties, and all those good things."

I don't think either of us anticipated being so sad when we left here. We kept saying this day would come, but never really saw it here. Now with only 2 days left, we are feeling as if the new experiences and adventures that we so wanted before are actually so small in comparison to how much we gave our lives to this place. New Mexico and those we have met here will be missed and never forgotten.

We have been using our time as wisely as possible seeing those friends who will be tough to stay in touch with for one reason or another. Never fear though, there will be "Free Beer & Chicken" waitin' for us at the pearly gates someday.

Sam (friend to the Hoosier Hippies)