What A Difference a Year Makes
This time last year, everything felt like it was shifting beneath our feet. Nathan had just lost his job. I remember the quiet heaviness that filled our house. The way everything suddenly felt unsure. He spent that summer doing what so many don’t see—searching, applying, rewriting, praying, and trying to hold steady for all of us. He carried so much on his shoulders. And I tried to carry him. But truthfully? We were both exhausted. When we realized that the right job might mean leaving Pittsburgh, our hearts sank. This place became home. It’s where Zoe has grown up since she was two. Where Grayson and Logan have made their childhood memories. It’s where we’ve spent holidays, birthdays, ordinary days. Where our people are. Where routines and rhythms and favorite parks and school drop-offs live. Leaving felt like loss. We didn’t want to say it out loud, but we both knew: this next chapter probably meant starting over somewhere else. And that hurt. There were so many nights I’d lie ...