One year ago today

We went to an open house. Not just any open house, an open house for a job that includes a house.
I still remember the mix of emotions as we wandered the many, many rooms with other couples who were interested in the job. It was easy to imagine our things in certain rooms, but we didn't want to get our hopes up either. Having just sold our home and having to rent it back from the owners, this opportunity held even more weight.
We had to wait 2 weeks for our interview. Two loooong weeks...

We met with three park staff in between snow storms and were told that they'd make a decision within a couple of weeks. We drove back to PapaBear's parent's house to get the kids and before we made it in the house we got a call asking us to come back for a second interview....the next day.

In the excitement of the moment I couldn't remember if they were offering us the job in that phone call and just wanted to go over the details to make sure we still wanted the job or if they had more questions for us.

Within 24 hours we had been offered a job that answered many prayers for us. I catch myself walking up our front steps and having to remind myself that I don't have to ring the doorbell.

We live here.

And for that we are thankful.