Is it too late to come back?

So....I haven't blogged in, um, nearly a year and a half.  I know.  I hear about it all the time.  I've abandoned you in a most inconsiderate way.

For those of you who know our story, you realize that nothing tragic happened -- but life certainly did. I always hate it when bloggers decide to stop blogging and never tell me what happened.  It's like a book that ends without tying up the loose ends.  Some call those cliffhangers, but I call it rude.  I'm left wondering what on earth happened, and my imagination gets carried away, and I worry over strangers I've come to know and love.

Sorry to do that to you.

I never said an official good-bye because, well, I didn't want to!  I wanted to leave the door open on the off chance that someday, I might pick this habit back up again. This little home on the interwebs means something to me. I couldn't totally give it up, I couldn't completely say good-bye.

So here I am and...I think I'd like to come back.  More accurately, I think the Lord would like me to start this up again. That sounds a little presumptuous of me, I know, but here's the thing: God and I, we've been having this back-and-forth going on about me and writing for quite some time.  And basically, He put me in my place.  Told me to write and just write.  The only place I know to do that is here on this little blog. The only thing I know to write about is my (crazy, boring, weird) life and Jesus.  Write and just write.  Okay, then.

For those of you who don't know, our family has returned to the States permanently. I'll go into more detail about that later, but here we are, nearly 10 months in to our first year back.  We are living in the Northwest.  We love it.  It's been indescribably HARD to transition to this new life.  It's been emotional.  It's been crazy. It isn't over. God is good.

As I'm able, I'll try to fill in the details of the missing 1.5 years.  Because it's a good story -- a God story -- and I want to tell it.  But I might also go on some rambles about this new life and the transition we're going through.  Because ya'll, being a missionary serving overseas is hard. I don't think I'm exaggerating when I say that re-entry is harder.  

That's all for now, but I'll leave you with this - the view from our new home!  

Our happy place.