Our Trip to Spain with the Family

Just getting to Spain with five children is an adventure of it’s own!  We packed large duffel bags for each person in our family, plus 3 boxes, 3 suitcases, and 1 trunk of miscellaneous stuff we wanted to bring, plus 5 carry on suitcases, backpacks for each person, a diaper bag, a guitar, car seats, a baby crib, and a gate checked stroller.  Whew!  Look at our pile of luggage on the cart at Washington Dulles!

    The flight was routed through Dublin, Ireland, so our first leg was about 6 hours.  The baby slept part of the time in my lap, part of the time on the floor (while I tried desperately to find a way to get comfortable without stepping on her), and a decent part of the time talking, fussing, or just generally making it impossible for me to sleep on the the overnight flight!  When we got to Ireland, it was like a maze of twisting, turning hallways with somewhat unclear markings about where we were supposed to go, but thankfully it was 5am so it was not crowded.  The second leg of the flight was better – only 3 hours from Dublin to Malaga – and Cora slept most of it in my lap and I managed a little bit of a snooze, too.

When we arrived in Spain, there was a fairly long line to get through customs but it went fast.  There were no forms to fill out, they just looked at our passports and stamped us through. I thought it was funny – the man looked at each passport and read the name, then looked for the child.  When he got to Peter, he asked for Pedro!  (I don’t remember him asking for Mateo, but he did pause and look a little confused about Ella, which means “she” in Spanish.)  Then there was the confusion about retrieving our baggage.

We looked on the monitors and went to the indicated luggage carousel, and waited, and waited, and waited… and saw no sign of our stuff.  We did wonder if maybe this was going to be the solution to our “how do we get all this luggage to our house?” problem – if they lost it, they’d have to ship it to us, right?  So we walked towards the lost luggage office, and as we passed the monitors again, Ryan noticed that it said that bags arriving from non-EU locations would be on a different set of carousels!  We went through the doors into the specially enclosed area, and there, all lonely on the carousel, we found our bags.

At the Malaga airport, they didn’t have the huge luggage cart like they had at Dulles, only the smaller “carritos”, so we grabbed a bunch and started loading them up.  It took seven carts!  And of course, now we had a new challenge, because though we had seven people, only 5 of them could effectively push a cart (and Ella was iffy, too).  Can you say “inchworm”?

I went to retrieve our rental van (a 9-seater I was hoping would fit all our stuff), and after circling the airport road and talking to various policemen and other official looking people about 5 times, finally determined that I could not get back to the area where Ryan and the kids were waiting for me.  They all kept telling me that the family (and all of our luggage) had to go UP to the departures area if I was going to pick them up.  I knew that was virtually impossible, with only Ryan and the twins to push seven carts!  I was about to give up, go park somewhere, and walk to find them when I spotted Ryan down on the lower level as I was driving by on the upper level.  I yelled out the window, and he heard me!  (miracle of miracles!)  We decided to risk parking in the taxi area long enough to load the luggage.  After some prayer, a little tetris, and a slightly illegal seatbelt situation (4 kids squeezed into the second bench seat meant for 3), we managed to get everything in the car!   It took putting some luggage on laps, filling the entire back seat and every nook and cranny under the seats, plus the whole boot of the van all the way to the roof, but we made it happen.  Hooray!  No need to hire a second car just for our luggage!

It was about 3 hours after we landed by this time, and I was running on only a cat nap for sleep. As we drove to Almunecar, I had a hard time keeping my eyes open, but we made it alive.  We had not gotten any SIM cards for our phones at the airport, so we had no way to call our real estate agent that was going to let us into the house, so we went to McDonalds, and were very thankful that they had free Wi-Fi!  (Pronounced wee-fee in Spain.)  By about 5pm we had met our agent and made it to the house. I was very proud of myself for navigating the steep roads and successfully backing the huge van through the gate into the parking space of the house, which is on the roof!  You have to go down a set of stairs to a terrace where you enter the house at the bedroom level, and then go down another level to the kitchen and living area.

  I thought we would all crash when we finally arrived, but the kids were so excited about the pool they had to jump in.  Also, our house has an elevator!  You know what that means.  We had to put the kabosh on the whole “an elevator is a toy” idea.  The view is gorgeous, the house is beautifully decorated and very modern, which is apparently somewhat rare in Almunecar.  It has king sized beds in each of the 4 bedrooms, and they even had a baby crib set up for Cora, a high chair, and a little walker we can use to contain her a bit (but haven’t used yet).  Two of the bedrooms have a balcony, so we chose one of those to be the “master” even though it’s not the biggest room.  Ironically, the baby has the biggest room, because it’s at the back of the house where there is no view!  I think we finally got to bed pretty late that night, trying to stay up long enough to beat the jet lag and get on the new schedule here.  We are so glad to have arrived safely with minimal difficulties along the way!

     

    Lessons from Selling My Car

    I sold my beloved South Pacific Blue 2012 Toyota Sienna, and I cried.  The whole experience was way more emotionally difficult than I thought it would be!  This is how it went down:  I had listed the car on Craigslist, and mentioned in the ad that I wasn’t actually able to sell it until the Friday before we leave.  Several people called and wanted to see it, and I had several very low offers via email, but one family called me and made an appointment to see it.  Earlier that week, I brought the car to CarMax for an appraisal, and I had another person offer me $2k more than CarMax did without seeing it.

    The day this family came, I was doing a million other things that I can’t even remember now, but I was a little stressed already.  Ryan went and showed the van to them, took them for a test drive, and then they came back to the house to talk price.  I wasn’t ready to talk price. Honestly, just the day before I was scheming ways to keep the van somehow and use it when we get back!  And then on top of that, they wanted to buy the car that day and have me get a rental car until we leave.  I was out of my comfort zone, under pressure to make a high-dollar decision very quickly, and faced with giving up a vehicle I worked really hard to find two weeks earlier than I had planned.  But here they were, with cash in hand!  (A bird in the hand is better than two in the bush.) So we made a deal.  They paid $500 more than my other offer (which was $1500 less than my asking price), plus they paid for a rental van that we can take back to the airport the day we leave.  From a financial perspective, I wish they had just paid us that full value for the car and been willing to take it two weeks later!  That would have been perfect to me, both from a price perspective and timing perspective.  But the value of having the car actually sold, one less thing to do before we leave, and no need to borrow a friend’s car that last weekend was very high.

    So Ryan went with them to do the sale and get the rental, and I literally sobbed as they drove away.  What is wrong with me?!  This is a car.  It’s just a mode of transportation, and not one I could take with me to Spain (not easily, at least).  But I couldn’t get a hold of myself, so I sat on the sofa and had a good cry.  The kids – all 5 of them – sat with me a cried too, even the baby, though she had no idea why she was crying.  Ryan says we all cried harder about seeing that car go than we did the day we gave away our dog (and he might be right).  Maybe it was because we had time to mentally prep for the dog, but this was very sudden.  Maybe it was because I was a little too attached to that van.  I loved the color.  Every day when I saw it, it brought me a little bit of joy, seeing it sparkle in the sun.  It was my favorite color blue – a slightly greenish blue, and it looked different in different lights.  I always wanted a car that color, and just last year – less than a year, actually, I finally bought one.  I loved the convenience features, I loved having the 8th seat so we could bring a mother-in-law or friend with us, I loved the interior color, too.  And I hated selling the van for $3500 less than we paid for it just last May.  So I cried!  And I learned some important things from the experience.

    1. How I choose to respond to an emotionally difficult situation will guide how my kids respond, and instruct them on how to respond in the future.  I realized that this is a pretty big deal – the example I set for these sweet kiddos who are learning how to deal with life’s disappointments is really important. My kids cried partly because they loved the van, too, but mostly because they saw me crying.  What was I telling them by my tears?  What was I teaching them about the right way to respond when sad things happen in life?  What was I communicating about what is really important?  Thankfully, I have a wonderful friend who is always able to set me back on track when I fall.  I called her, and she told me exactly what I needed to hear, and what I knew I needed to do even before I called.

    2. It’s important to praise God first, even through our tears.  Praise You in this storm.  She encouraged me to “do the Psalms thing” and sing or verbalize, out loud, thanksgiving to God for the car and the provision of it’s sale, and also the raw reality of my feelings about it.   Just like David did, and like you see many places in the Psalms.  So I got out my guitar, and we sang “Lord, I Need You” and “Hosanna” and “God of Wonders”. We gave thanks for the luxury of owning a car at all, and for the beauty of that particular car.  We gave thanks that we were able to sell it without a hassle in plenty of time before our move, and that we have a rental van (which is white, by the way) that will meet our needs until we leave.  And we told God that we were sad to see it go.  I told Him that was sad that I didn’t stick to my bottom-line price in the negotiations, and though it was only $500 less than what I was hoping to get, I was mad at myself for not being more firm on the principle of the thing.  We talked about what we would miss, and we talked about how, really, the van is just part of the “stuff” of life – totally replaceable, not something we should be ruled by, and not something to take for granted, but really a grand privilege and gift.

    I have been thinking about whether or not that van had become an idol in my life.  I certainly didn’t worship it, and caring for it wasn’t any sort of obsession that kept me from focusing on what is really important, so I don’t really think it was.  I think I just really enjoyed it, and it’s hard to give up something you really like.  Also, selling the van was a big step showing that this move is really happening.  It took the reality factor up a notch for us all, and though we are excited about our new adventures, it is bittersweet.  We will miss so much from our life here! But we know that Christ will strengthen us as we go.

    The day after we sold the van, the message at church was about finding joy and contentment in every circumstance.  Pastor Dave shared verses that were exactly what I needed to hear that day.  Things like Phillipians 4:4-7:

    Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

    I was tormented by regret the night we sold the van, worried I had made the wrong decision, and I needed some of that peace! Psalm 63 was the perfect reinforcement of my friend’s exhortation to “do the Psalms thing”, and James 1 was a good reminder that we can consider it pure joy to face trials of many kinds, even the kind that comes from the difficulty of letting things go.

    And Pastor Tom said something that really made me evaluate what was going on in my heart.  He said if you are carrying around a cup of some sort of drink, and someone bumps you, you will be able to see what was in the cup by what spills out.  What spills out of your heart when you hit bumps in life?  Is it gratitude?  graciousness? stinginess? fear?  I want my cup to be filled with the things that honor God.

    So now it it is a week later, and I am feeling much better about the decision to sell the van early.  I am so glad that it is done, because there is so much left to do, I still don’t quite know how I’m going to finish it all before we leave.  I guess that means I’ve learned a third lesson, too: difficult things get easier when time gives you new perspective.  I know I will need to remember that when we hit tough times in Spain.

    Plane Tickets Purchased… Move Date Set!

    Feb 4, 2016 (I forgot to publish it when I wrote it!)

    On Monday I bought plane tickets.  I have knots in my stomach.  Or butterflies, or something.  I can’t believe it!  We are really doing this – we leave for Spain on Monday, March 28th, the day after Easter.

    Why and How?

    When I posted this news on Facebook, several people asked “what is sending you to Spain”?  And I’ve already written about why we want to go to Spain.  But some other people want to know, “how?” No, Ryan didn’t get a job in Spain.  But he works in IT, so his work can be done remotely.  He will be keeping his US job!

    It was pretty cool timing, because right as we were finding out this was possible, our pastor was preaching on resurrected dreams, and talking about how sometimes God closes the door on things we want, but other times, the dream can be resurrected at a later date.  We have tried several different times over the past 5 years to get a job for Ryan in Europe.  First Belgium fell through.  Then Zurich.  And the funny thing was that neither of those were our first choice, anyway.  We always wanted it to be Spain.  So when Pastor Dave was preaching on Resurrected Dreams, we couldn’t help but recognize this opportunity as our own personal dream being given another chance, and give the glory to God.  We feel excited and humbled!  Why would God allow us to see this dream realized?  We had almost given up, and just settled into our comfortable lives.  We are sure He plans to teach us through this, and we will be looking for His hand at work in it, and sharing what we learn with you!

    Where will you live?  Do you have a house there?

    No, we don’t have a place lined up yet.  We are planning to get a temporary place in Almuñécar for a week or two while we make our final decisions about where to live.  We really liked Almuñécar and also La Cala del Moral on our scoping trip, but we didn’t get to visit a school in La Cala, so I hope we’ll get to do that before we decide.   Either way, we plan to settle on the Mediterranean coast east of Malaga.

    How long will you be gone?

    The plan is to stay for two full school years, so that’s about 2 1/2 years total.  We will be putting our kids in public school there (BIG change for us!), so the twins will finish 7th grade there, Ella will finish 4th, Peter will finish 2nd, and Cora gets to hang out with Mommy at home.  That said, there are so many unknowns for us!  If we find this adventure really isn’t our thing, we could come home after 1 year, or if we really love it, we might stay a little longer.  It is nice to have the flexibility, but we are committed to a minimum of one year to achieve our goals.

     

    Visas Approved!

     I can’t believe it! Just 16 days after we applied, we found out our visas have been approved.  Ryan got an email back from the consulate that I did not see, so he planned a fun way to surprise me with the news. As you can see in the photo above, it involved mustaches, red flowers, and the closest thing he could find to a Spanish hat at party store (Mexican sombrero will have to do)!  When he got home from work, he called all of the kids to him and then had them come into the kitchen where I was making dinner, each singing, one word at a time “our visas were approved!”  It was a super fun and memorable way to find out!
    So now… The adventure REALLY begins!!  We hope to travel in two months, and there is a lot to do before we go.

    Why Do We Want to Go to Spain?

    When I tell people we might be moving to Spain, I often get questions like “is your husband in the military?”  About half of the people we tell say “Why on Earth would you want to do THAT?” and about half say “Oh, what a marvelous adventure!  You will love it!” I guess it makes more sense to move for a job than as a family choice, and many people are surprised that we want to move to Spain!  Why would we leave our family and friends, and all the comforts of life in America, to go to Europe?  It’s such a big change, so it is important for us to know what we hope to get out of the experience.

    1. Family Study Abroad: Bilingual Kids and Parents!  First and foremost, we think of this as a “family study abroad” adventure.  Ryan and I both speak some Spanish, and have always wanted to live in Europe while the kids were young enough to learn the language easily.  We believe there is a major life benefit from being bilingual and  culturally aware, and we really want that for our kids.  Our kids are currently ages 10, 10, 7, 5 and 1, so now is the time!  Too much older, and it will be more difficult for them.  Plus, if we go for a couple of years now, we can come back to the USA for high school (or perhaps a dual enrollment homeschool high school/college plan that will practically get them an associates degree before they graduate from high school).
    2. Travel and Cultural Enrichment:   We have been homeschooling our kids from the beginning, and I have really enjoyed learning history for the first time in my life. It was always my least favorite subject when I was in school.  I’m excited about seeing some of the places we have studied (and many that we haven’t) together with the kids, and enjoying some world travel with greater understanding and also through the fresh eyes of our children.  We also really want the kids to experience how much diversity there is in the world, to better understand that not everybody lives or thinks like Americans, and to appreciate and respect the differences.
    3. Simpler and Slower Pace of Life: We live in northern VA, and life here is very fast paced, full of stress, with too many activities, and too much stuff.  We like the idea that the forcing function of an international move will cause us to really evaluate all of our stuff and activities, and determine what we really need.  We want to be intentional about what we keep in our home and our schedules. Spain is known for being a laid-back, relaxed sort of place, so we’ll see if that holds true for us there!
    4. Support the Kingdom Work of Christian Believers in Spain:  We have not been called to go to Spain as missionaries, but we do have a heart for the spiritual health of the Spanish people (and everybody else, really!).  Spain has a centuries-old Catholic tradition, but many Spaniards don’t understand or don’t care about the gospel, and so find no joy, hope or comfort in the love of Christ.  Sadly, faith has fallen by the wayside and many of the present-day impacts of the Church on Spain are purely cultural, devoid of any connection back to God.  Thankfully, over the past 20 years since I studied in Seville in college, many evangelical churches have been planted in Spain, and people are seeing and hearing the good news of Christ’s redemption in a fresh new way.  We want to support the efforts of the local Christian church there, and we hope to show the people we meet the love of Christ and the truth of His plan.

    Those the primary reasons we want to go.  I should throw in that I also look forward to living in a warm climate between the beach and the mountains, having a little more personal time while the kids are school, the personal challenge of regaining my Spanish fluency, and the family closeness that I think this adventure will engender.

    We recognize that some of the changes we want to make we could make here.  We could move to a smaller home in the US, get rid of a lot of our stuff, cut out some of our activities, and simplify our lives.  We could send our kids to public school here (gulp!), or even try to find some sort of bilingual immersion program for them.  But to learn it through daily life interactions while we see and live in places that are thousands of years old?  How cool is that?!  To be that much closer to so many great travel destinations?  To enjoy a climate where we don’t need heat or air conditioning most of year?  Sounds great to us.  We’re ready for the adventure!

    Visa applications complete!


    Ready, set, Epiphany!!  We drove to DC last Wednesday ready to apply, got to the embassy, and after walking around the area in the bitter cold (and stopping at Starbucks) because we were early, we were excited to find the embassy…  And see a sign on the door that they were closed!  Oops.  The website didn’t indicate they would be closed, but it would have been a good idea to check the Spanish festival calendar!  We had no idea that it was Epiphany – el Dia de Los Reyes.

    So today we tried again.  We arrived just before 9:00 and were glad to wait inside after going through the metal detector.  We were the first ones into the office.  At the window, we told them we were there to apply for non-lucrative visas, and they took our folder of forms.  They said we could go get coffee or just wait there while they organized the forms.  I felt a little uneasy that we didn’t get to say “and here’s our financial proof, and this is the original of this document”, etc.

    We noticed that the paper instructions in the waiting area had slightly different requirements than what was on the website, which was interesting.  Mostly about the number of copies needed, I think.  Neither of them said we needed the two forms (ex-01 and the M form) that the Wagoners advised were needed, but they did include those forms in the final packets they kept, and they made sure we signed them.

    After waiting about 45 minutes trying to keep the baby somewhat quiet and out of trouble, they called us back to the window.  She said everything was very well organized, and that it looked good!  She did not think we would have any trouble with approvals, and said we should hear back in about a month. She made copies of all of our passports (because she didn’t see copies in our packets – I wonder if that’s something they should add to their requirements list?), took our huge stack of cash, and said she would email us if the officials in Granada wanted anything different.  I was relieved to hear that they weren’t likely to reject us outright if they wanted more documentation, but instead wil give us a chance to provide it.

    Interestingly, we didn’t have to present each of the kids to them for in-person verification.  I guess they could easily see us all in the waiting area and ascertain that these kids matched the applications.  The picture above is the folder of stuff we got back – extra copies they didn’t need.  They only kept 1 copy of each of the forms, the photo, the financial statement, the letter of intent, but they kept the original plus one copy of the background check with apostille, and medical certificate.  For me and the kids, they kept 2 of the birth, marriage and medical certificates.

    All in all, it went smoothly!  My only concern now is that we did not use a certified translator.  I hope that doesn’t end up being a problem!

    Moving Right Along – Passports are ready!

    The kids passports came back in just 10 days!  This is the second thing we were expecting to take 3 weeks but only took 10 days.  I am super excited, because that means all we have to do now is secure health insurance, get an apostille on our background check documents, and make sure everything is properly translated and photocopied!  We could apply for visas next week!

    I have been reading Tsh Oxenreiders Organized Simplicity in order to prepare my mind for getting rid of our stuff.  I think it will be very helpful.  Somehow, knowing other people have made the choice to sell most of their stuff and live with less, and done so happily, even with small children, gives me hope that I can do it, too. Tsh said they ended up with 15 boxes that they kept which became their checked baggage for their flight abroad.  At the time, I think they only had a toddler.  I’m very curious to see how many boxes we end up moving!

    Fingerprinted, Examined, Richer and Poorer!

    The visa application checklist is coming along!  Last week Ryan and I got fingerprinted and sent off our criminal background check requests.  This week, the whole family converged upon the doctor’s office for our physicals, and we have our medical certificates.  We also realized that the kids’ passports expire next November, so we decided it would be best to renew them before we apply so we don’t have an issue with them expiring shortly after we arrive in Spain.  So yesterday we brought the kids to the post office to apply for new passports, and we left an unplanned $660 poorer.  We decided to pay expedite fees so that we’ll have the passports in hand when the rest of our documents are (hopefully) ready in January.   This process is not cheap!

    We’ve been working on selling things on Craigslist, and the kids are getting into the action, too.  They are motivated because we told them if they list and sell their own stuff, they can have the money to use in Spain.  My personal hope and dream is that we can sell enough non-essentials to fund plane tickets for our family.  Ryan sold the saltwater aquarium last Saturday, so that gets us a good chunk of the way there.  Getting richer and getting poorer… this is an adventure!

    Decluttering: Books

    I started the decluttering process, and the easiest place to start was the book shelf. We have a set of large, semi-built-in bookcases in our family room that are stuffed with books. Kids books, classics, books on marriage and parenting, bible studies, fun paperback novels, old textbooks, and more. I invited my friend Anna over to help me make some of the decisions with a bit more objectivity. We pretty easily boxed up many of the little kids books, outdated technical manuals, and paperbacks that have been read but weren’t so fantastic that we would read them again. I paused on the pregnancy, baby, and childbirth books, but then was reminded that if I need info about something going on with one of the kids, I just use the internet, not these books. After this first culling, we moved 6 boxes of books to the garage – but that represented only about one third of all the books on the shelves. Still, it felt good to make that initial step (though the empty shelves look a little weird now). I put them in my trunk planning to drive them to McKay’s immediately, so the process is complete. But I couldn’t do it!

    There were two issues holding me back: first, this was before we actually agreed that we were going to go. Even though I really want to declutter whether we move or not, there is a part of me that is glad for the excuse of moving as it makes the decluttering decisions much easier. I know we don’t want to ship boxes of books across the ocean unless we’re really going to use them!

    The second problem is that I find myself thinking if you have the space to store things, why not have them handy in case you or someone you know needs them? I’m not sure if this is an American mindset, or if it’s just a widespread human condition to think there is some sort of security or happiness in our stuff, but I find myself fighting it. If I have all kinds of books on my shelves, does it really make a difference to my daily life? I do like the convenience of grabbing books (outside of our curriculum) that relate to what the kids and I are learning in our homeschool adventures, but how often does that really happen?  If I press myself for an answer, it is probably not more than every couple of months.  We could go to the library or search the internet instead.

    I still have the books in my trunk, so clearly I need some help in this area. First, I read a bunch of articles about how to let go of your stuff. Then Ryan and I talked through the various issues, and I came out of the conversation ready to drop off the books in my trunk and also go back to remove most of the other books from the shelves as well. Here are some of the key points that were helpful to me:

    1. Most of the books we want or need to read for school or entertainment can be borrowed from the library, or purchased for a very low price from the used book store. This is not true for many of our Christian novels and parenting books, so those may get stored before our move so that the kids can read them later, or we can lend them to friends.  The homeschool curriculum books are a little harder to borrow, but there are so many used curriculum sales, I plan to only keep the items that we will really be using for our core curriculum, or re-read as part of our history cycles.

    2. More and more often lately, we are choosing audiobooks or ebooks. Probably even the books on our shelves are now available in those formats, so if we ever wanted to read (or hear) them again, we might invest as needed to get a digital version. That means that the only benefit of the paper version is the visual reminder on our shelves that might help us remember which books to locate in another format. This actually happened recently: As we were seeking counsel on whether or not to move, our pastor recommended reviewing Henry Blackaby’s Experiencing God study. I knew right where it was on my shelf! We pulled it out, and read a little bit, but after several days hadn’t gotten very far because it is hard to find the time to sit down and read. Then I looked up the title on Audible, and viola! We decided to use a credit to buy the audiobook, and we were off! Ryan was able to listen on his commute, and I listened generally in the early morning while making coffee, or right before bed. It has been so helpful!

    3. The idea of having a stocked library in our home is a romantic one, more than a practical one. I do prefer to read longer books on actual paper rather than on an electronic screen. I think the notion of curling up by a fire or in a hammock with a good book is a happy, romantic one from my childhood. I was an avid reader, and paper books are what I had, so that’s what fits into my ideal. But Ryan pointed out that our kids have different preferences, because this is a new generation (and he asked them about it in my presence to prove it). They would much prefer to read on a Kindle, where they can have a super light thing to carry that has multiple books on it at once (joke books interspersed with novels), touch a word they don’t know for a definition, keep track of what percentage they’ve read, and even get an estimate for how many more minutes it will take for them to finish the chapter.

    So then the idea of owning paper books instead of just borrowing what we need in either format becomes a matter of nostalgia. When we come back from Spain, will I want shelves full of books because of some positive nostalgic feelings it gives me? Maybe. But would the cost of storing the books be worth it? I think the freedom of having less stuff to move, maintain, and organize wins out. If I decide later I want to replace some of the books, I’m sure I can get copies very inexpensively.

    4. Reading articles on how to let go of your stuff really helped me assess the reality of my needs and desires.    These two articles, in particular, were helpful:

    10 Ways to Let Go of Your Stuff  (“Tear down the museum, and one day almost never comes” hit me in particular.)

    Seven Keys to Letting Go of Clutter (Key 5 about removing obstacles is excellent to ponder.)

    It is going to be a very emotional process, evaluating everything we own for our true need for it, and the relative value of the real cost of storing it vs. replacing it later if needed!  I think this exercise with the books was an excellent start for me on this process.

     

    We are Going For It!

    We took a month after returning from our scouting trip to pray and seek counsel about whether or not moving to Spain is the right thing for our family right now.  We struggled through many considerations, including how the move will effect our nuclear and extended families, our church, and our faith.  I am excited to report that we decided today that we are going to give it a go!  Lord willing, we will be moving to Spain sometime in the Spring of 2016!