Because of that, it is good that I went and re-read this post about our first two weeks in Lincoln in our new house. But I also found it so hard to read, simply because it brought up a lot of difficult emotions. I can't put into words how challenging it was to move so many little ones to a new town, into a new home, and to find new footing after living in York for 21 years. 

 

Just over a year later, we are all in a completely different place. We are settled, more organized, and established in school. We found doctors, and I know the names of all the educators that work with our kids (which is a LOT because we have so many kids with IFSPs or IEPs). I can drive to most of the places I need to go without having to use GPS. I know where all our light switches are. Hahaha, when we first got here, I had no muscle memory and none of the light switches seemed to be in logical places. Moving is rough. 😜

 

God is good.