It's hard to believe, but today is the MeyPfan family's one-year anniversary at camp.
One year and one day ago, we packed up everything we owned (or at least as much as would fit in the U-Haul) with the help of our wonderful Indianapolis friends. One year ago today, we made the hour and a half drive north to our new home, where our camp friends helped us unload.
It has been a wonderful year. The kids have made tons of friends, both at camp and at their new schools. We have all learned how much fun it is to explore the woods and find new trails. We have fed the chickens that give us our eggs. The kids have conquered new playgrounds, run in new fields, and (occassionally) tried new foods. We have largely overcome our fears of bugs, have hunted for Morel mushrooms, and learned to identify an alpaca. We have seen corn grown and harvested in our own front yard and have picked huge bouquets of wildflowers. Ben has learned to use a chainsaw to cut our firewood, and I have (almost) stopped screaming every time I find a mouse in a trap. The kids went from tenuous, shy little things at this time last year to robust, outgoing kids who feel confident running all over camp, because they know that every adult here is their friend. And most joyfully of all, we'll soon be adding another little one to the crazy mix of our lives.
It has also been a hard year. Moving to a new town means finding a "new" everything: new doctors, new schools, a new church. I have to admit that even a year in, we still sorely miss our "old" everything. Especially with all the medical problems I've had this year, I've really missed my old doctors (and eventually decided that I'm going to continue to drive down to Indy to see some of them). We love Shay's new preschool (Ready Set Go), but it took us until January to settle there, and we still miss the loving, nurturing teachers at St. Andrew's. I think we may always miss Connection Pointe Church and the dear friends we made there. And oh, our friends--how we miss them! I've tried two different MOPS groups here, and though I've met many wonderful ladies, neither group has compared to the wonderful women and group that I left behind in Brownsburg. And our Game Night group--some of my very dearest friends, many of whom I'd been friends with since high school or college. While we love the friends we have at camp, we still sorely miss the close friends we left back in Indy and have so appreciated their support, visits, and love over this past year. As I said earlier, it has also been a hard year medically for me, nearly all related to this pregnancy--chronic migraines, intense nausea, varicose veins, and sciatic nerve pain. It has also been a challenge to adjust to the mechanics of this very rural life (like driving a half an hour to go grocery shopping!) after spending 10+ years in the city and suburbs of Indianapolis. It's also been a hard year financially, as our Indianapolis house STILL hasn't sold.
It has been a blessed year. We have come to know, work with, and fellowship with so many wonderful Christian people, from college age to adults. We're anxiously awaiting the birth of this little miracle baby, still safe and growing against all medical odds. Ben has settled into his job and made huge strides in implementing new programs, including winning the first-ever Brackets for Good competition for camp, ensuring nearly $20,000 for camperships in that contest alone. We have been blessed by the outpouring of love from friends near and far who have volunteered to help our family with babysitting, playdates, and grocery shopping while I'm on bedrest.
All in all, it's been quite a year--full of new experiences and new adventures. While not every moment has been perfect, we are confident that we are where God wants us. We are excitedly anticipating another summer of campfires, cabin cheers, and cheerful chaos--including the birth of our new baby boy, who will arrive in the midst of it all. We are looking forward to the continuance of all these adventures, and the start of new ones that we haven't even imagined yet!
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future." - Jeremiah 29:11