Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Saturday Night Transplants

The Smiths are officially relocated. It has been a pretty wild ride, and it's not really over yet, but we're functionally settled in our new house and getting the hang of living in Fayetteville. 


Here are a few things that have changed for us:


1.Church on Sunday morning...that's weird! It turns out that doing something consistently for 8 years can be habit forming. We felt a little restless on our first Saturday night here...missing Restoration Community Church...we loaded up the whole family and went to the mall, of all places! The next day it just didn't feel natural to wake up early for church. The 9:30 service at potential church #1 slipped by with us still in bed...followed by the 10:15 service at potential church #2...but we finally rallied the troops and made it [30 minutes late] to an 11:00 service. After all that effort, we thought we'd try out a local restaurant (Fayetteville has some really great local places). After driving to four different places, and finding them all closed because it was Sunday, we ended up at a little place called Chili's. Anyone heard of it?  ;)

2.Berkeley switched to sleeping in the toddler bed. The first night, she slept in the bed the whole night. Hooray for Berkeley! The second night, she slept in...the hallway. No one quite knows what happened there.

3. 1° Fahrenheit...nuf said.


Here are some pictures from the last couple of months...some from Texas, and some from Arkansas, including a few of the new house (yet to be properly decorated, you understand!):




1 comment:

Mystimus said...

Okay, so it seems official now. Until now, I've convinced myself the Smiths were on vacation and would be back soon. Now, with no Sean at Heritage, no Sean on stage on Saturday night, no Berkeley to hold, no Brighton to terrify, no Boston to coo at, and no Julie to lighten up the sanctuary with prayers and a smile - it, well, feels all too real.

There's a hole here that will never be filled. Oh, we'll put decorations up and step around it, but it will always be there. You Smiths were an integral part of our community here. You are sorely missed. All of you.

Sean, you above all simply because I worked with you ever day and worshipped with you and under you on weekends. What a tremendous impact you've had on my life. Thank you for every moment. I can't even begin to tell you how much I appreciate the quality and integrity behind all of your work at Heritage, your consistent dedication to leading me to the throne, and your life-well-lived, such an example to others. I'm omitting all of your glaring faults here, of course, but love does cover a multitude of sins. And the family of RCC loves and misses you guys.