So its final... We have decided that I will not return to teaching next year. It was a scary decision, (as Im sure all of you stay at home mom's remember) and we dont know how we are going to pull it off, but next year I will be at home watching my Owen grow. When it all came down to it, there really was no decision to be made; we didn't have Owen so that our lives would stay exactly the same... and I want to see all of his moments and be the one who is primarily teaching him and shaping his world. Owen has turned my world upside down, and every decision of how to spend my time is now filtered through the question of what is best for him. This just seemed to be the best (and scariest) decision for our given situation. So, I am finishing up my last week of school (for those of you who didnt know, I went back for the month of June) and packing up my room for at least a year. Mark and I both feel like we are in the most insecure and out of control places in our lives, in terms of what the future holds and the directions that God will take our family. We are both stepping out in faith in a very uncomfortable way as security has always been the model and the goal. We are going to stop chasing the wind, and choose to live one decision at a time for the passions God has given us. Needless to say, we have been on our knees.