Home Is Where the Spouse Is.

Let me tell you something, Dearies. When Spouse and I got married 16 years ago, we moved all the way across I-75 to Temple Terrace. It is a whopping 10 miles max from our hometown. Then, when I was pregnant with Meghan, we moved onto family property right back home. We didn't go away to college. We didn't travel with the military or the circus or anything like that. Neither of us had traveled very much, really. Pretty boring little existence, some would say. I guess we didn't know any different. 

We have since traveled on a relatively small scale, but still, there has been some traveling, domestic and international.

Fast forward to 2011. Through a series of events (you can check the archives from March 2012 to get caught up) the Lord has had us contemplating where we will live and serve His church. We have come to realize that this will be through the avenue of Spouse's business. Make no mistake, this is a secular company, but we see these little field-trips as mission trips.  We are absolutely about serving the Lord wherever we are. The Lord has really shown Spouse a great deal of favor with his business, too. Not all has gone as we planned, that is for sure, but we are confident that His hand is all over it. 

<<Side note: The company announced a substantial change in their business in Manila yesterday. We are beginning to see the 'Why' that door may have closed. Proverbs 19:21, yet again:  Many are the plans in a person's heart, but it's the Lord's purpose that prevails.>>

All in all, this has been a pretty neat experience. We have gotten to take several fun road trips that we would have not otherwise taken. San Antonio? I never knew how fun it was! New Orleans. Love that place! Homeschooling has a new face in our family--a lot of experiential learning.

So, we went from living the Suite Life to Apartment Life. Not too shabby.  

I think I've said it before, but I am still loving the fact that this company is honoring our requests to travel as a family. For many years, they approached Mark to travel all over the world, and for years he said "No." Our girls were younger and the time just didn't seem right. Now, it's different. We can make a home anywhere. I keep telling the girls, 

"Home is where the Spouse is." 

I guess, at the end of the day, we will just follow him.

We are grateful, though, they have really done every thing they can to take care of us. 

Here's their latest attempt:

Cutesy little corporate apartment that they let me pick out.  Really, we were given almost full choice of where we lived. Spouse cut me off at this $12k a month penthouse with a Baby Grand Piano in the foyer. 

Master bed.

Master bath.

Girls' room.

Office/ School room. No schooling has taken place here--->yet. :)

Awesome pool. This place looked like Club Med on July 4th.  Today, it is a lovely place to write the post you are reading! 

It really is a nice place. I mean, Maria isn't coming to change my sheets tomorrow or anything, but ya know, it'll do for now. :) I kid, I kid.

Ok, Y'all, humor me. Please go back and read A City Prepared.
And, await the next post...