Sudden Change of Heart
The night after Reid was born we brought him home from the hospital. The rush of grandparents just left and I sat in my new glider chair, rocking the little man as he slept in my arms. I looked at Colby and broke down, crying. Terrified of his response, but knowing I needed to speak up now, I told him I no longer wanted to move to Washington. I said I realized I had been pregnant for nine months, yet it was never quite real to me until that moment, that I would find myself up there in this humongous, awesome house that we custom designed, thinking only about what we had given up: Close family and great friends... I thought not only about Reid's birthdays, but those mid-week, no-reason visits with the grandparents. I saw how much they love him and not only would I be taking him away from them, but I would be taking them away from him. As much as I thought we would be doing what is best for our family by providing a big, beautiful house on a river with acres of room to play, I would be leaving what is far more important. So Colby just nodded and said, "ok." He started talking about our three-quarter million-dollar loan we are locked into and how we may be able to get out of it. He talked about our obligations to our builder (and friend) and said he would talk to him to find out what our options are. I asked him how he felt about it all and to my surprise, he answered, "Relieved."

After exploring our options, we've since decided that we will go forth with the build, changing some characteristics of the plans to make it more appealing to the public, and we will sell. This is a huge risk for us, but we both believe it is the right decision. We're both a bit heart-broken about giving up our dream home and our Washington plans, but again, we're confident that this is the right thing to do for our family and we know that God is with us whether we're here or there.