Posts by Malisa

Packing up and Leaving Sacramento

A year ago today, we set our alarms early. We needed to get up and be ready because we had family coming to help us finish up packing our house. We had people stopping by to purchase our couches. I was 7 weeks pregnant and felt pretty cruddy in the morning. The one thing that helped: Jamba Juice smoothies. I stopped by Tupelo Coffee, the Hubster's "Cheers" (where everybody knew his name), and got him a latte. We'd need fuel to get going on this dreary, bittersweet day. 

As the morning progressed, we were simultaneously loading our U-haul Box, our CR-V, my dad's truck, and sister-in-law's car with unwanted items and things that just wouldn't fit. Our neighbor's stopped by to say goodbye. Our landlord stopped by. "Where do you guys want this?" was a very familar phrase heard that day, and weeks later.

My sister Heidi called, "When do you think you're leaving? We're going to come over," as Anthony and my Dad put the final touches on the U-haul pod.

Anthony and Dad headed over to U-haul to drop off the box, after much drama, they returned home 2 hours later. They did overhear a lady asking if U-Haul had anything to pack a "Chester Drawers," we're pretty sure she meant a Chest of Drawers but it has become quite the joke to Anthony and Dad. We had them meet us down the street at Togo's (a sandwich shop). There we said goodbye to Heidi, Caleb (my brother-in-law), and sweet Olivia. 

We finally got everything packed in one of the vehicles, locked the front door, and put the keys in our mailslot and heard the keys fall to the ground in our living room. Our cleaner would come later that day to do a final cleaning. We hugged my parents, Scott (Anthony's step-dad), Brianna (Anthony's sister) and Chad (Brianna's husband) and headed south on 57th Street, for the last time. It started drizzling, the weather matched our emotions perfectly.

We got on the Capital City Freeway and headed East. We took a little detour to say goodbye to our friends Dan and Jackie, who were also moving this very day. Seeing 2 empty houses on the same day was a lot to take in.

We got back in the car and continued East on Interstate 80, another stop, to say goodbye to my grandparents in Granite Bay. We didn't realize it, but it would be one of the last times we'd see them together. They've both passed away since we moved to NC. 

We finally got going and made our final stop to say goodbye to my cousins in Applegate. At each stop, we gathered with our family and friends and prayed. 

As Sacramento began to be further behind us in the rearview mirror, I was a mix of emotions. Excited about what the future would bring, what would the roadtrip be like, how would we like our new church, what would the weather be like, when would we find new jobs, a new car, etc. I was also reserving myself from thinking too much about what we were leaving, our entire life up to that point. Our support system, our jobs, friends, family, well-known roads, familiarity, and I didn't know it then, but a sense of comfort we have not had since we left our house that afternoon.

We finally arrived at our first place for the night, Elko, Nevada. We spent the night and the next morning as we were checking out of the 2-story hotel, I took the stairs with the guitars, and Anthony took the elevator with the rest of our things. The power went out and he was stuck in the elevator. After 30 minutes, I finally called the fire department myself and the firemen showed up and got Anthony out of the elevator. 

We continued on the road.

That should have given us a little idea of the challenges we would begin to face as we journeyed East. We had sold almost everything, quit our good jobs, and had money in the bank to keep us afloat until we landed new jobs in Raleigh. We kind of felt like missionaries, yet, we didn't ask for support. Not financial at least. We didn't have to wait til we got the financial backing of a church, or friends, or anyone. We were self-sufficient on this faith-journey and the pride I felt in that was huge. 

Over the next few days, we put pavement between us and the West Coast. Our coffee-snobbery was thrown to the side and we were happy to see a Starbucks!

There were a huge tornado storm across the mid-west, we saw on the news. We decided to stay a couple extra days in Boulder, Colorado. Better to be "stuck" in this city than somewhere in the middle of the United States! We went to the Denver Zoo, saw a Colorado Rockies game and saw our friend Jesse who happened to be visiting his then-girlfriend Nicole in Boulder. For some reason, I couldn't enjoy our time though, I was so anxious to get to our new city. I was afraid we were spending too much money and the timeline of us getting to Raleigh was going slower than I expected. 

I, I, I. These were statements that were constantly coming out of my mouth. I wanted things to go a certain way. I had a timeframe. I had a plan and knew that it would work. If the past was any indication, the goals I set, I almost always made and with excellent results. I knew we felt God had called us to Raleigh, but I knew I would be able to make things work, so we'd be successful once we got here. Little did I know, what I had done in the past would not work anymore. 

To Be Continued...