Hi Y'all

I am in the great San Angelo and have been since Tuesday. We celebrated Faith's 4th birthday Wednesday with a sweet little family party that was low key and stress free (and also Daddy free--which was a huge bummer). I must admit though, when I drive through town my heart hurts. When I got to my "turn" I couldn't breathe. It is such a bizarre feeling to actually feel these pangs of hurt as I drive by what used to be my life. I love it here. I want to be here. Cam gently pointed out that I am still on the San Angelo page in our life and am having problems getting onto the Fort Worth page. But can you blame me? I went from having pretty much whatever I wanted to having not so much. To watching my stuff being sold off, my bank account dwindle to nothing, my friends in the rearview mirror. I know I am supposed to be content. That the Lord commands me to be so. I know we are where God wants us to be. I know there are lessons to be learned and humility to be gained. I know these things, but my flesh is having a hard time following my mind. As much as I love to be here, it makes my life just that much harder when I go home...