Back to...

Normal life? I guess. I doesn't really feel like that. I think it's going to be a new normal and a slight transition to get there. But we're back together as a family which is a very good thing!

This past weekend I went to Chicago to collect my husband from his web development prison. :) It was so fun to be in the city for awhile and made me kind of sad we didn't have more childless years to live somewhere fun like downtown Chicago, somewhere that I'm not sure I'd love to raise a family...

Wouldn't this be a fun walk to work everyday?!

It was so fun to see Devin (obviously) and the place he's spent these last nine weeks and his fellow cohort members (Otters was their given DBC name). I can see why it was such a great environment to learn in.

Then we made a quick pitstop in my hometown for Easter and then finally back home, where we happily opened our celebratory bottle:

Monday Devin didn't go into work or anything so we spent the day enjoying the outdoors, taking Henrik to the park and doing some much-needed lawn work. So nice to have a man around again!

We splurged on some really good NY strips. Made some homemade garlic/rosemary butter and topped it with sautéed mushrooms and a side of roasted vegetables. YUM. I love steak.

And now Devin is back at his old office where he's technically still employed, though probably not for long. Now starts the process of applying and interviewing for web development positions. Life feels like it's again in transition mode, which I don't mind terribly, but it is always nice to know for sure what's next.

I've been missing work lately. The people, the mission, and using parts of my brain that don't really get tapped in this life of motherhood. But then I remember the insane busyness and know that I enjoy less hustle. Resurrection Sunday was a good celebration of the finished work of Jesus (as far as salvation goes), but also made me think of what's to come...the totally finished work of renewed bodies and our true home. This comforts me. I will always have longings here and the other grass will feel greener at times and that's okay...because this isn't our home. Maybe the two thoughts in this paragraph don't correlate in your mind, but they did for me. Happy Tuesday. :)