a room with a view.

When I wake up, I see this first.

My View From My Desk... 

The Balcony

What I loved most about my house in Virginia was the fact I was able to get into town quickly- but that I lived in the trees. I took this picture from the Hammock one of my last days in the house:

Hammock Happiness @ The White Oak Estate

This morning I woke up grateful for the fact that the Lord knows, loves, and provides for all of our needs. Moving to a City I was thankful to clock Dunkin Donuts 8 miles away in one direction, and then Starbucks and Work 8 miles in the other. But I wasn't sure how over time the change in scenery was going to feel. I'm thankful that this morning as I breezed through the house to take Gracie out for her morning jaunt around the neighborhood, that I caught the sight of so much green.

I feel like I live in a tree house. From every window I can see green. I think that is the benefit of living on the 3rd floor in the corner building of my community (I typically call it the Penthouse...but I think I will rename it to the Tree House). While the balcony is still being used as a makeshift storage area for boxes as I continue to unpack and sort through which boxes to keep... I am looking forward to hanging some bistro lights, and enjoying the cooler temperatures of the fall outside. 

There is not a river running over my favorite rocks down the road (though there is a creek which Gracie loves on the greenway)... and there's not a hammock to nap on in the breeze. But there is green, and there is a view from each window in my home- which makes me feel like God heard every single last wish, plea, and last request from my heart as I took the leap of faith and jumped into Winston-Salem. 

Thankful. 

For That.