Crazy Doves

I am gonna miss those birds. We were offered a different house this past weekend and we've said "YES!" to it. And, I am gonna miss those crazy birds.

Let me back up. When we moved into our house almost 9 months ago, we were told...

"This neighborhood is being 'transitioned' at the present time, and you may be asked to move."

(Note to Army Housing People: Do NOT say things like this to military wives who have been living in hotels for a month - or more - and are standing in the midst of an 8-foot high piles of boxes which contain all their worldly possessions... probably broken.)

So, we signed for our house, moved in, and unpacked... all the time knowing we may have to do it again.

We turned down the 1st alternative they offered... It was 15 miles off base...in LOTS of heavy traffic. The man who drives to work every day and sometimes all hours of the night made this decision.

We turned down the 2nd alternative they offered... It had a sewer-type creek in the non-existent backyard. Momma made this decision.

Now for a disclaimer:
I don't want to seem snobby or picky. I love my little house. I am so grateful that I have one. It's just that when such a HUGE part of your life (case in point... where you live) is totally decided by someone else (the Army), you grasp at and cling to whatever tiny pieces of control you DO have.
End of disclaimer.

So.

We were finally offered a house in the area we were hoping for! Yippee!


I am excited. And grateful.

And I am gonna miss the doves that live here with us now. They built a nest last summer. Right outside the boy's window; above the drainpipe.

We can see them and hear their "cooing" all the time. It's so sweet. This year, they are back. And, one of their dove-children is back with her new dove-man.

She's obviously new at this love and motherhood thing because she's tried twice now to build her nest on my car windshield. I actually had to poke her yesterday to get her little dove-fanny off my car so we could go to church. Very cool.

So, I will be getting ready to move around the corner very soon.

I will not miss the "boom-cha-boom" of the soldiers' car radios at ALL hours of the night.

I will not miss the sound of cadence being called to a pack of jogging soldiers at God-awful early in the morning... right outside my window.

But I will be missing my crazy dove friends. Maybe there are some living at my new house.