Oh the places you'll go . . .

Tonight we are spending our last night in Memphis as Memphians. Quite honestly it is a sad time for us. Memphis has been more than kind to us for the past five years and five months.

Sure we're not truly 'Memphians' by birth, but we have lived here for all but one year of our 6 years and five months of marriage. So it has largely been our life together. In fact on our recent trip to Jamaica, when people asked us 'where are you from?', for the first time, both Jason and I were able to respond, 'Memphis' without the usual stammering, stuttering or awkward side glances to each other. Strange how that happens right as we are preparing to leave.

As I have shed tears of sadness over leaving our home and life here, I also remember similar goodbyes I have said in Australia, Canada and Japan. And I am reminded how richly God blesses us wherever we go through relationships. And this is not going to be our last transition or time for painful goodbyes. I pray that in those times, I can remember that it only feels so bitter because we tasted what was so sweet.

I plan to reflect more on our time here. But I just wanted one last chance to blog from home before we crossed the Mississippi tomorrow.