Our house is on the market and yesterday was our first showing. While I did some cleaning, Luke made some last minute repairs.

I sat in the office while the couple was looking through our house and I heard the agent talking about all the selling points of our house. I started to cry. This has been our home for 2 1/2 years. This is the longest we've lived in a home for the last 6 years. Interestingly enough, this is the only move that we knew from the beginning to be temporary, but so far, it's the hardest to leave.
This started me thinking about our experiences here in England. I remember the first time I dragged my jet-lagged self into the grocery store with 4 young hungry children. None of the products were familiar and I found myself standing in a grocery store full of food wondering what I was going to feed my family. In the dairy aisle I spotted an American brand of yogurt and I excitedly picked it up. As I looked at the date on the carton I was horrified to find that the 'use by' date was 4 months expired. I put the carton down and moved on. As I continued to quickly browse for something I could make for dinner, I remembered that the British write the date differently than the Americans. I should've been reading the date with the date/month/year. I smiled to myself and went back to the yogurt aisle. That was just the beginning of little lessons I've learned that cause me to smile when I think of life as we first arrived in this country.
I love everything about the UK. The history, sites, culture, food, the people and their accents, our children's schools, our ward, the red post boxes, black taxis, green landscape, red phone booths, high streets, and yes, even the weather. Wrap it all up in one big package and I adore this place. To me it is one of the most charming places on Earth.
I've learned so much about myself here. I've been stretched to what I thought was my limit at times, but with the help of the Lord and my sweet husband, I have made it through. Sometimes I think of my present situation and I smile. I am pregnant with my fifth child, the oldest of which is 8, my husband is busy with work and church callings, I am the ward Primary President, the Primary music chorister, Primary pianist, Sacrament meeting pianist, and living in a country far from family. I honestly couldn't do any of it without the help of the Lord. He gives me strength daily and helps me have the courage to do hard things.
I've learned that I can learn to drive on the other side of the road and pass a driving test that involves reverse parking into a tight stall.
I've learned that I can become familiar with new products in a grocery store and learn to cook for my family in a different country.
I've learned that I can sit in sacrament meeting by myself with 4 young kids while my husband is away on church assignments and play the music for the congregation.
I've learned that I can love 20 Primary kids like they were my own and prepare a sharing time and music time for them each week and play the piano for them too.
I've learned that the Lord will compensate for my weaknesses if I have faith. I leave church every week enriched with a strengthened testimony.
Maybe it's because we've known all along that this was a temporary assignment, but we've tried our hardest to maximize our time here. We've seen and enjoyed everything we could in the 2 1/2 years since we arrived. What an adventure it has been too. I think with such fondness about our picnics in the car as we traveled to a new destination to explore. You know, come to think of it, this whole life is a temporary assignment. I'm going to try my best to maximize my time here on Earth with my family. Our children are only young for a short time. These 2 1/2 years have been a lesson that I will remember no matter where we call home.