This past year moved us more than once. From Austin, to Washington, and then to California.
On paper, it looks like a series of logistical decisions. In reality, it was a season of becoming unsettled — and learning to keep going anyway.
Uprooting our family taught me that change isn’t a single decision. It’s a long conversation you keep having with yourself. One where certainty rarely shows up on time, and where discomfort is often the loudest voice in the room.
I want to write about what that season taught me — not as a roadmap, but as companionship. Because if you’re in a season of change, you don’t usually need advice. You need reassurance that what you’re feeling makes sense.
