Six years later, April 2013, we moved out of that home.
In those six years, that house saw the faithfulness of God over and over and over again.
Through night terrors and potty training. Through grad school, through job changes, through many a playdate.
Through pregnancy and untaken naps and the birth of a miracle, Kate Elizabeth. Through sicknesses and fears and exhaustion and a deeper need of patience.
Through play-doh floors, markered walls. Through brownies baked and sugar cookies iced. Through dancing and dress up and about 50 different “favorite shows”.
Through a surprise baby blessing and through some unbelievable heartbreaks of friends. Through sisters sleeping in the same twin bed and clinging to each other in love. Through a baby girl who arrived chubby, funny, and joyful.
Through make believe and a new puppy and a new-to-us kitty. Through sending a baby off to Kindergarten to picking up an independent first grader from school.
Through a flood. Through working from home and playing with neighbors in the front yard for hours on end. Through our first goodbye to a pet.
Through heart to heart conversations with precious friends and family around the dinner table and on the couches.
And finally, God’s faithfulness was apparent through the timing of outgrowing a house, putting it on the market, and saying goodbye.
The house is just another house. But the years we spent there were precious. Priceless. God carried us through a lot of growing. And He blessed us richly in that home.
Goodbye, Richland Hills. You've been good to us!