Wednesday, May 23, 2012

we made it to memphis.

Sunday happened to be Harvey's first birthday, so a party was thrown for him and it was fantastic. I'm not going to tell you about it, because Danielle already did that on her blog. But I will quickly tell you that Harvey's great. I'm not going to go into much more detail, though, because I think you get the point...I really love Harvey, he's probably better than your nephew (unless Harvey is also your nephew), and he's cute. But I think I've mentioned those things once or twice before. Happy birthday, Harvey! May God bless you with many more years to come! I love you!

Moving on. We made it to Memphis. If you don't already know, my brother and sister-in-law moved home from China, spent about 2 months in Greensboro and the surrounding area, busying themselves with meals with friends; speaking at different local churches; and letting grandparents, aunts, and uncles spend lots of time with their baby. After those 2 months they packed up their belongings and trekked out to Memphis, Tennessee for Josh to become a resident in the Memphis Teacher Residency which aims to put excellent teachers into the not-so-excellent urban schools. Memphis is a very low-income city with very low-performing schools, which MTR hopes to change, while sharing the light of the gospel and the love of Christ in this city.

So, in one sentence, Josh will be going to classes to learn about teaching and then going into a classroom and getting experience under the guidance of a mentor-teacher for one year and then teaching in Memphis city schools for at least 3 more years.

The past few weeks have been filled with unpacking boxes from the attic, repacking boxes to put in the attic, packing more boxes to put in a truck, and diligently searching for the best finds on Craigslist. Monday morning the truck was packed full, our suitcases were ready to go, and we set out on the 10-ish hour drive. Josh and Joe drove the rental Budget truck. Mom and Dad drove their car. Danielle, Harvey and I drove Josh and Danielle's car. It started off well, and ended not-so-well. Harvey was happy as a lark, until the excitement of the car ride and his toys started to wear off. My job during the trip was to keep this little baby happy, which meant I did a lot of climbing from the back seat to the front, entertaining Harvey while also not wanting to leave Danielle to sit by herself with no company. He screamed a lot but we made it and we all (including Harvey) felt so much joy when we stepped out of that car.

But we did get to have lunch at Chickfila in Knoxville where Uncle Steve, Aunt Kim, Meredith, and Rachel met us since they were on their way back from Memphis. That was a nice break from the car.

You should've seen this apartment when we got here Monday night. Empty.

And then you should've seen it Tuesday around noon. Boxes. Everywhere. I think the only room in the apartment that wasn't stuffed with boxes was the bathroom. In all my life I have never moved, so I'm not used to this stuff. There were stacks and stacks of boxes all over the place. Trying to figure out a way to get a seat on the couch was quite the challenge.

And then you should see this place now. The bookcase is nicely stacked, the piano has a terracotta soldier standing on it, the dishes are nicely put away, and the refrigerator is well stocked with ketchup and ice cream (thanks to the Montagues). By dinnertime Tuesday night the table was set, homemade lasagna was on the table, and we even went out for Mexican popsicles for desert.

I just want to give a quick shoutout to the wonderful Bethany Andrews who has done so many incredible things. She made sure Josh, Danielle, and Harvey got the apartment right down the stairs from her; she is letting Mom, Dad, and me stay in her apartment while we are here; she provides us with wonderful company; she had dinner ready for us when we got here after our long ride; she cleaned the apartment before we arrived; she told us a hilarious story about an encounter with P Diddy's producer; and even bought fresh flowers to brighten the place up. We're so thankful for her.

So, here's to road trips, P Diddy, and popsicles.

1 comment:

  1. Happy that you had a safe trip to Memphis and that Josh and Danielle had such good help setting their apartment up. Great job keeping the Harv occupied on the long car ride. I have so many sweet granddaughters (and grandsons). How nice of Bethany to have a meal for you on your arrival-- plus a clean apartment.
    What are you and your dad and Bethany sliding on?