We are in our final week in the mountains and the goodbyes have started.
Yesterday we said goodbye to our church family. The Country Boy and I have been going to our church since before we had children, so our children have grown up going there with many of the other children who attend, and it really does feel like an extension of our family.
Over the years we have been involved in small groups, youth groups, and many other activities that our church ran. We have met so many wonderful people who have been role models for us in how to raise our children. We have been supported through good and bad times in our lives. We love that we could meet with like minded people each week to encourage each other. We have many good friends, who we hope will visit us on the farm, but it won’t be the same as seeing them every week.
When we move to the country we are not sure where we will go to church. There are several options we will need to check out once we are settled.
I hate goodbyes, and saying goodbye to so many people left me emotionally exhausted. I imagine, though, that this was the first of many!
(Now 3mths in the country after leaving Sydney for the big tree change)… Yep, we found the goodbyes a little hard. Thank God for Facebook, it's a great way to stay in touch. A few of our friends & family have already been up to visit & stay with us which is fantastic. But it's soooo worth it in the end! Our kids are thriving here, they love it & we are slowly making new friends. Best of luck. Jules