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I’ve had a lot of questions about the Country Home. I’ve written about it before, but if you aren’t following along closely, the details get lost amid a sea of narcissistic posts. The Country Home belongs to friends of ours. It’s located about 40 minutes outside San Antonio and has been vacant for the last few years. It sits on 12 acres of beautiful land and has the most amazing covered porches and views of the setting sun. When we decided to visit Houston for Christmas and stay in Texas for a few weeks, our friends offered it as a place to park the bus and rest from our travels for as long as we needed it. Then, everyone got sick and we ended up staying much longer than we had anticipated.

It’s been an incredible blessing to be here. It’s a simple life and it has been exactly what we needed.


I had a bit of a tough time the early part of last week. Sunday we were up in the wee hours of the morning to take Josh to the airport in Houston. He was catching a flight to Las Vegas to meet Jake for a couple days. After we dropped him at the airport, I made the 3 hour drive back to the Country Home. The drive was quiet. Sam and Miss B slept the whole way. I woke them to go to Walmart to pick up the necessary groceries we’d need for the next few days until Jake and Josh returned home.

The weather was gloomy, which matched my mood. It was cold and dark and dripping rain. As soon as we arrived home, unpacked the van, and put the groceries away, I turned on a movie for the kids and laid down to take a nap. I fell asleep and when I woke up a couple hours later, both Sam and Miss B were sleeping. They slept all day and only got up for a few hours to eat dinner and play for a bit before falling back asleep. The next morning they didn’t wake up until after noon. They must have needed the sleep because over those 30 hours, they were only awake 5.

The next two days looked pretty much the same. Lots of naps and watching movies. The weather continued to be dismal and I was depressed. I didn’t want to do anything. I missed Jake. I missed Jacob. I missed Josh. I was annoyed at the weather and I had nothing that needed to be done. Looking back now, I can see that I needed those few days to do nothing but rest. The days leading up to that had been filled with a ridiculous amount of activity and emotion.

As if on cue, Wednesday morning I woke to the sun streaming in the window and it was time to pick up Jake and Josh at the airport. My mood was immediately lifted. Though not particularly enjoyable, those days filled with nothing had helped to restore balance to my life.

It was wonderful to be reunited with Jake and Josh, though Jacob’s absence was felt. I spent the day checking my email every few minutes, knowing I would be receiving an email from him and I squealed when I finally got it. We were standing in Target and I started to read it aloud to Jake and the kids, but I began to cry and had to finish it in the car. He’s doing well and is loving the experience at the MTC.

*Miss B waking up. I told her we were going to the airport to get Daddy and Josh. She immediately responded, “And Jacob too?!”


*Reading Jacob’s letter.


We took advantage of the sun and warmth and went on several bike rides with the family last week. Our new bikes are amazing. We need to figure out what we are going to do for Miss B though. She’s been in a bike carrier on the back of my bike, but she’s just hit 40 pounds which means she’s outgrown it. We’re talking about a tag-along bike, but I worry if she would be able to stay on for long rides. Do you have any advice or experience you could share?

Here’s to a productive week. We’re making plans to close the gap between Texas and Florida. In doing so, we’ll have circled the country. We’re making stops in Mobile, Alabama as well as Clearwater, Lutz, and Fort Lauderdale, Florida. More details coming soon. Can’t wait to get back on the road!


February 17, 2014 - 1:46 pm

Heather - So glad you are headed back our way! We really miss you guys!

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