Here

Only 11 days after my last blog post am I finally surfacing and waving my hands frantically to acknowledge I am here. Driving across the country was an adventure. I took pictures, but my computer is still in the box, and I am too lazy to plug it in. So I am blogging from my parents and I don't feel like uploading pictures on to here right now. Maybe those will come later. Maybe not.

Friday March 5th we got up, packed the last minute things and hit the road with donuts and juice. I managed to hold it together as we drove away. I had done my fair share of blubbering the night before I guess. It was a very surreal thing to leave Indy. I didn't realize how much it was home to me, and how weird it really would be to leave it. Maybe it wouldn't have felt so hard if my best friend was moving with me, but he wasn't. At least not yet. We managed to drive for fourteen hours, and made it half way though Nebraska. The drive was uneventful, and time felt like it was flying by.

On Saturday we left Nebraska and drove the rest of the way to Utah. Let's just say this about Wyoming.. if you have ever run on a treadmill and you hate it the whole time, don't drive through Wyoming. It is like a really really bad treadmill that you can't get off of. I was so over the drive, and it seemed to go on, and on, and on. We were so happy to pull into the State of Utah!! The mountains, the familiar scenery, it finally started to feel like we were making progress. We made it down the mountain, stopped at Cafe Rio for food, and then went to Randy's Grandma's house.

This is where our trip got interesting. We pulled into Grandma's house and Randy is backing our van and trailer up and he hears a Gug-gug-gug sound. Lovely right? It always warms my heart when cars make noises that they shouldn't. Realization set in that our Dodge Grand Caravan was going through Transmission #2. The last one was put in 16,000 miles ago. And the stupid van only has 76,000 miles on it. We were grateful for the tender mercy of it stopping in the driveway, not in Wyoming on the bad treadmill. We felt blessed. My initial reaction was laughter. A lot of laughter. It didn't really stop either. We prayed over our Cafe Rio and I prayed for it to be stolen.. yep that's right I prayed for someone to steal my van. (It didn't happen in case you were wondering.) And I laughed. My friend Kelli thankfully was there laughing right along with me. I am not sure how that night would have went without her, and I am grateful for my 'twin' keeping me laughing.

Sunday we stayed in Utah. Remember the van was broken. Thankfully Randy's cousin Kevin and his wife Rachel and there family welcomed us into their home. Thank you!! We were blessed with laughter, friendship, and great food.

Monday we stayed in Utah. The van was finally in the shop with a really broken transmission. We went to Temple Square and visited with family. And Randy's Grandma kindly offered to allow us to take her pickup the rest of the way. Thank you Grandma.

Tuesday morning we left. And our adventure continued. Not long after getting on the 215 our trailer unhitched itself. Yep, you read that right, our trailer was unhitched going down the freeway. Thankfully my husband is a smart man and chained the trailer also to our pickup like you should, and so the trailer stayed with the pickup. But the trailer looked like a bucking bronco. It was the craziest, scariest, funniest thing I have ever seen. Too bad we didn't get that on video. We stopped and the trailer stopped and nothing was damaged, and we counted our blessings.

We continued on our way and it was raining. We watched the rain turn to snow, and ice. The roads went from wet, to slush, to snow, ice and slush. It was another adventure. A pickup passed us and flew off the road right after passing us. We felt blessed that we were safe. Eventually we were out of the poor weather and driving the rest of the way home. We arrived safely. That night we said many prayers of gratitude for our safety, for the trailer and the pickups safety and that while it wasn't the easiest road we traveled we were safe.

The kids are enrolled in school. The dogs (did I mention the dogs were with us this whole trip, because they were) survived. The weather has been gorgeous. My pulmonary functions have jumped to a normal range for the first time in over a year! We have been blessed to have an abundance of family welcoming us. We have many friends we have yet to see, we will soon! We are adjusting. But I am missing my best friend. Randy left yesterday back to Indiana. It hurt to have him fly away. But I know it is short. The Lord has a plan. We just have to wait. We're here.