Day 3,626

The 37th Move in One Month Short of a Decade

Daddy received news of his promotion to the Rays from his  hotel room, while on the road near Atlanta. 

To our grateful surprise, our friend Lucas was also in Atlanta for a chiropractic convention and was able to both see Adam AND drive him to the airport! Thank you Lucas!

While Daddy flew through the air to meet the team in Minneapolis, we were saying goodbye to our sweet friends in Durham. 

After our ER visit the day before—hours before Adam was called up—my dear friend Stephanie offered to watch the kids for me in order to give me a few hours to myself after an emotionally and physically draining week. It was an unexpected kindness, but one I was still undecided on saying yes to. Watching all four of my babes at once is a bit of a task, and usually I don’t readily accept help. 

Once we got news of our move however, her offer was an obvious blessing I couldn’t deny. God’s timing and hand is so intricate in all things, and He’s continued to display that to us so intimately this season. So, having already the invitation to send my kids off to Stephanie’s house Saturday, that’s exactly what we did. And for SIX hours, I packed and cleaned our two bedroom apartment up as best I could. 

The entirety of our Durham belongings in one picture. Not bad for six people, right?! Exhale. 

I remembered when we moved in to our Durham apartment thinking, “Well at least moving out will be easy when we leave—the floor elevator is right outside our front door!

And on the ground level of that elevator: a loading dock!

It took only TWO trips with the luggage cart to get everything downstairs.

With the generous of help puppy Gracie’s mom (Mrs. Haleigh), we packed the car up and even figured out how to strap down the three bags we heaved on the roof—baseball wives getting it done!

We finally said our last goodbyes…

…the kids screamed farewell to the Durham Bulls…

…and we took off for Florida, watching for Daddy’s Rays debut on split screen. It didn’t happen Saturday night, 

but losing our luggage almost did. 

We may have gotten the method down, but clearly the execution was lacking. I stopped three times in two hours to check on these darn bags and I’m happy to say we didn’t lose any, thankfully!



We drove those two hours before stopping for the night—a headstart was all I was hoping for and we managed it well. About the time we pulled off into out room for the night (thanks Ellie for helping me find one, as my multitasking skills were at full capacity!), Adam sent us a picture of his view from the hotel in Minneapolis. 

We made it back.