A Light at the End of the Tunnel

I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and Happy New Year! We had Christmas with Curt's parents on Thursday before Christmas and left Friday after work for my parent's house. We had a great time at my parent's house for Christmas - we fondued after the Christmas Eve service (I think it is starting to become a tradition - 2 years in a row!). My cousin, David, proposed to his girlfriend....I hear wedding bells!

There is something that has been on my heart lately and I want to share it with my blog-friends. In the morning at work, I listen to a radio show out of Texas and they do this thing called "Breaking and Entering Christmas." Basically, people write in about someone they know who, for whatever reason, doesn't have enough money for Christmas. The listeners donate money and gifts and one of the morning show hosts goes to the house (conveniently, the family is not at home) and sets up a tree, presents and fills their fridge with food for Christmas dinner. This year the family of 6 was living in a travel trailer (much like the one Curt and I have been staying in for the past 7 months) because their house was destroyed by a tornado sometime in November. They have 2 storage sheds they use for "extra" living space. It hit me that I have been whining a lot about living in the trailer at my in-law's house. We are so lucky because, in a few weeks, we get to move out of the trailer into our brand new house. This family's lives were interrupted when their house was destroyed but their attitudes were that of gratefulness because nobody was killed (several family members were injured).

So, I prayed a simple prayer asking for forgiveness for my ungrateful and whiney attitude and I let my in-laws know how much I appreciate their generosity these past 7 months. They opened up their home (and trailer) to us not knowing exactly how long this process would take. I know they are ready for their space and daily routines to go back to normal (my mother-in-law had a moment of honesty the night before we left for Christmas saying they needed a break from us just as much as we needed a break from them), but I'm sure they will miss having us around when we move out.

Today is our walk through - the day we get to point out all the things that we think are wrong so they can be fixed (like the big hole in the drywall under the kitchen sink from the finish carpenter). We still don't have an exact move-in date, but I've been told about 2 weeks!