It’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday … but I’m looking forward to what tomorrow brings.
I leap at any opportunity to use a line from a Boyz II Men song in any one of my nonsense posts – and this time it was somewhat fitting. Of course the second part of that first sentence wasn’t actually in their 1991 hit “It’s So Hard to Say Goodbye to Yesterday,” but who’s counting anyway?
NOTE: If you didn’t read my prior post then SPOILER ALERT, the Johnson 5 is moving across the state to a suburb of Spokane called Liberty Lake.
NOTE II: We finally got internet so even though this was written a few days back I finally have a chance at posting it! I’m so excited!
This past week has been filled with all sorts of emotion, a little bit of stress, frustration, and some hope.
Our weekend opened up with our annual church camp-in.
Saturday night the church recognized Lis and myself for our dedication and service to the church. We were honored with a beautiful quilt, and two photos of me and the yutes I spent every Wednesday for the last two years hanging out with.
The mini-ceremony (not really a ceremony, just Pastor gathering everyone around and then him making me cry as they said nice things about us, so whatever you call that, that’s what that was, um kay?) was emotional, as this was the church I became a Christian in, the church we returned to four days before we learned of Lis’s cancer diagnosis, the church we served in, and the church that became a second family for us. Oh, and the church Lukas and I were baptized in … more on that in a bit.
I attempted to express my gratitude but, in this aspect I’m my father’s daughter, I became too emotional to fully convey the message I wanted to convey. I hope they all understood what I was attempting to say under the blubbering mess I was. I have no idea how Pastor Jeff does it. So calm, cool and collected. I guess that’s why he’ll always be one of the best speakers in the business (or any business). Not fair!
The emotions – and tears – continued Sunday morning when I had the privilege of watching Pastor Jeff baptize my son in Lake Roesiger. Lukas accepted Christ last year, but we waited until he was positively sure he wanted to make the commitment of being baptize, to have him baptized.
I joined him as well, being re-baptized, this time on my own accord (was baptized when I was 8 years old), and by my friend, my Star Wars ally, and my pastor. I felt I owed it to myself to be baptized, not only as a Christian (and 15 years after I committed myself to Christ), but by my pastor and in front of our church family.
That afternoon we had our self-titled “Get Lost Johnson 5 BBQ” where friends and family came out to wish us well, tell us we were crazy, or just have fun and play volleyball.
We had a great time! It was wonderful seeing people from all walks of our lives attend. Family (well most of them, guess a non-Evite – despite a Facebook and text invite – was enough for my youngest brother and his family to skip out on visiting with us before, after and during our BBQ), old friends, new friends, church family, young adults from our youth group, basketball buddies, Toastmaster and Chamber members, our kids’ friends, kids and parents I coached with, parents we met through school activities, what a wonderful blessing to have these all of these people in our lives, and to come out and “celebrate” with us!
Thank you all for your support!
Not one to pass up on making an entrance, my buddy, and Relay For Life partner-in-crime, Jerry Dixon came rolling in after work blasting Boyz II Men’s “End of the Road” before following it up with the aforementioned “It’s So Hard to Say Goodbye (to Yesterday)” and my mom’s favorite “A Song for Mama”.
A man after my own heart, Jerry always knows the perfect song to play at the perfect time, and he nailed this one! Looking for a DJ for anything, please let me know and I’ll get you in contact with Jerry.
I laughed and, blamed the sun for the early tears. Afterwards he pulled his Bronco to the front yard, as we moved the party to the volleyball “court” and we spent the next few hours, playing volleyball, watching Lia perform “Let It Go” in her bathing suit, dancing, laughing and having a great time.
This was a blast, something I’ll forever remember, and again, thank you to everyone that joined in on the fun!
Tuesday was moving day, and I can’t thank my buddy Ian, and my wonderful mom, enough for helping Lis and I pack the not-big-enough U-Haul truck. Thank you for your immense help! Couldn’t have done it without you … well could’ve, but it would’ve taken forever and Lis and I probably wouldn’t have liked each other for a couple of days.
Wednesday, Mom joined us as the Johnson 5 headed on up to the east side. I had a nice little bonding moment with Lukas and Lia, as the three of us spent five hours in the cab of the U-Haul joking around, napping (well they napped, I drove), and chatting about what we were leaving behind and what we were looking forward to.
Wednesday through Saturday was some of the more exhausting days I’ve experienced. A day after loading up the U-Haul we unloaded the U-Haul. Lis was a woman on a mission, unpacking every box and attempting to organize the house within a certain amount of hours, like MacGyver trying to disarm a bomb. I’m hoping that she takes a day to just relax, regroup and find her smile. It’ll probably be a few weeks.
My parents hung out with us for a few days, helping with both entertaining the kids, and getting things organized. One last THANK YOU to both of them for all they’ve done for us – FOREVER!
UPDATE: We are finally fully moved in and I’ve started work! A job at a small insurance office in West Spokane. The commute is about 25 minutes, I like that I get to work with people and in a cozy office, I’m just having doubts thinking that maybe I should’ve spent more time looking for anything but insurance. There are a lot of businesses nearby and maybe a day or two of passing out resumes would’ve garnered something closer. Oh well. I’m sure it’s because I’m doing something new (and actually commuting). It’s only been a week but we love the area. It’s clean, it’s pretty, bike trails and parks surround us, the weather has been nice, and after two days both Lukas and Lia were playing with neighbor kids. Kinda cool, the old school way of making friends, “Knock-knock, can I play with Lia at your house?” Absolutely!