
When he texted me this picture of our house as he was pulling away before the sun had even risen and told me he said bye to our house for me, I totally broke down and started crying. Again, it hit me a little more that we were really moving.
Brandon got to my parents house around 10:30 that night (Thursday, August 13th), we left early Friday morning. Josh went with Brandon in the moving truck.

My sister Abigail came with me, Emma, and Jack in the van. Again, that day traveling I saw so many miracles. When Jack would start to fuss when it was around time for him to eat I would pray to know where to stop that would be a good place to park and feed him and get gas, go to the bathroom, and maybe get out and walk around and we ended up stopping around lunchtime at a place that right by the gas station was this perfect grassy area for us to have a picnic lunch and Emma could run around. I just remember feeling so grateful for that. We made it all the way to Cheyenne, Wyoming that night (over 11 hours away!). There was just enough space for all of us in that hotel room haha, we used every inch of floor space, but we all slept great! Seriously I couldn't believe it. Jack hadn't slept well the whole time we were at my parents house but at the hotel that night he slept from 10pm til 6am!! And he woke up happy so it wasn't a jarring wake up call. I was so thankful for that.









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