Y’all jet lag is not really something I have ever experience to this magnitude. My head hurts constantly, I feel slow and I really am lost on time! I am loving the random middle of the night moments in prayer and feeding my wide awake kids though. Why am I jet lagged? Because we moved, remember? This is how it all started ..
We began our journey in North Carolina ( where we sent the majority of summer) on Friday August 17th. We were supposed to fly out that evening and encountered our first delay. Now I had intuition days prior to our flight because I took notice to how quick our layover was, 30 minutes! So I called the airlines and asked what to expect with the worst case scenario. I was then prepared. So when Friday’s flight got cancelled due to mechanical errors ( uh yeah no thanks!) I was ready for when they said they would have to transport us to a completely different airport in North Carolina and get a flight to Seattle from there. After Jake and I agreed to trust God and my decision-making we began plotting how we could get a layover in Texas. Crazy to y’all right? I mean we had just moved from there lol why were we trying to go back?
A ten-day old Annabelle Joy was our reason why! We had seriously been praying that she would debut into the world before we officially left Texas but she is her mom’s daughter and came when she wanted. That was ok because it was only a few days off of what we were praying for. Anyways, I kindly asked the attendant how we could essentially make this happen. She proceeded to find a flight with a Dallas layover. The airlines transported us via taxi on a two and a half hour taxi ride to the next nearest airport and put us in a hotel that night. It was smooth sailing the next morning and we were on the first flight out to Seattle with the Dallas layover! Amazing what God can do when we just ask huh?
We arrived in Dallas and had the sweet blessing of spending 5 whole hours with baby Annie and our closest friends. Even our Stacey’s dropped by for last hugs and jokes. Upon our return to the airline we got delayed two more flights and then finally boarded the red-eye. We placed our luggage in the overhead cabins and sat down only to be notified the flight was cancelled. The airport being shut down for five hours that day due to inclement weather forced our flights pilot to be diverted to another state and so therefore we had no pilot to fly our plane. This time the airline couldn’t put us up but gave a discounted room at a Marriott. Not so bad but they couldn’t get us onto another flight without separating our family until late the next night. Oh no, what to do? OH that’s right, spend more time with our framily! Darn. So big D came and picked us up and we spent an entire day with baby Annie.
It definitely was the Lord’s favor. In what could have been hell like most others trying to travel out that day turned to extra quality time with the best support system we have ever had. I mean we were moving out of the country!
Yes, we have officially moved overseas y’all! I would love to have ended the sweet story of favor right there but we ended up getting delayed until the red-eye flight again due to smoke in Seattle. Planes were experiencing delays due to the smoke from California and Canada fires. We did however make that last flight! We then had the biggest blessing of spending our last three days in the USA with my mother and sister. It couldn’t have been better. Oh, and did i forget to mention Seattle was the original delay? We were supposed to fly our of Seattle August 17 when we were informed days before that there wasn’t a flight until that Wednesday for our whole family. So can we all agree that was what GOD?!
From Seattle we left super early Thursday morning and began the thirteen hour flight ( but it turned out to be 20 hrs with stops at other bases ) to our new home. It still seems surreal to say I moved out of the country! The flight turned out to be amazing actually. We were obviously exhausted and slept most of the flight and when we didn’t sleep we were eating, watching movies, reading and talking with friends we made on the plane. It was a military flight and our first at that. So there was a great sense of a unspoken understanding of empathy. No one was bothered by crying kids, hyper kids, talkative kids, snoring, pacing the isles and we even had one another’s backs. I had noticed a marine fell asleep right before lunch was about to be served so I made the daring decision to wake him up and let him know lunch was coming. Thankfully, he was thankful and then at one point that same marine woke me up because he noticed my husband and I had knocked out and our two-year old was climbing out into the aisle, lol. My favorite part was probably making friends with Leah who sat the two rows behind me with her husband and two sons. We bonded and thankfully so. We have been together for all of our housing and welcoming briefs. So in a season where I have to start from scratch with making friends it’s already going unexpectedly well.
I know this post has turned into quite the long one and it’s ninety percent because I am jet lagged, the tot is napping with my husband and Lyianna is already at school, in first grade. I miss my people in this moment and I thought I’d say hello and share with you the wild but exciting favor filled journey overseas.
P.S. Anyone else have any guesses where we moved to?!