In the midst of all of our good-byes, we had a very quick visit from Greg's brother Mark, and his family. They had to come to LA for something else, and brought Greg's mom with them so she could be with us during the move. We had to say our good-byes to them too, since they were moving to France just a few weeks after we moved to Texas! Mark & Jess will be in France for about a year, doing language study in preparation for heading to Cameroon as missionaries. They brought along our niece Ally, the oldest of their four, so we got to see her too!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Good-Bye to the other Spanglers
For some reason, Scotty just was delighted with Mark! He couldn't keep his hands off Mark's beard and he laughed and laughed.
Ally & Addie say a little good-bye.
The Kids Say Good-Bye Too
Scotty tips his hat to all the good people in California.
Addie & Jacob playing on the mattress in our empty apartment
Grant came over on our last night to say good-bye to Addie. They both said they understood Addie was leaving, but were pretty matter-of-fact about it all. Grant gave Addie a gift for the plane and they hugged good-bye and that was it.
Addie did cry a little as we were taking off from LA, and said she missed Grant. But she dried up pretty quick. She's mentioned several times that she misses him, but hasn't been overly upset about it. I'm kinda glad- I miss everyone enough for all of us, and am not ready to be trying to cheer her up!
We love Grant and can't wait for him to come visit!
More Party Pictures
Monday, September 27, 2010
Overdue Update
Well, I have been waiting to update the blog until I could do so with pictures, but we have a new computer and haven't found the easy way to download pictures just yet, so in the meantime, I better just start telling the story of our Great Move to Texas!
The big move-out weekend came and we were super busy. We ran around town on Saturday picking up the moving truck (Greg drove a Penske truck full of our worldly possessions across half the country!), getting Scotty checked out by the doctor one last time, and then going to our Good-Bye Party at the Kropf's.
The good-bye party was wonderful, from the "Ya'll Come Back Now, Ya Hear?" banner, to the huge tiramisu and fruit tart from Porto's. It couldn't have been better. We cried lots of tears, saying good-bye to such dear people.
The next day was Sunday and that night we had to say our good-byes to our church family. It was one of the most gut-wrenching experiences of our lives. Greg attempted to stand and say farewell, but after about two sentences he got too choked up and I had to jump in and finish. I was crying pretty hard too, but managed to choke out the words and evidently we made almost every woman in the sanctuary cry. Our church family really had become family to us, and saying good-bye to them was incredibly hard.
The next chapter in the story is Move-Out day, and I'll tell you more about that next time.
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