There is a pumpkin patch in our front yard. The temporary house we are in is owned by a local ch*rch and has a pumpkin patch each year and it happens to be in our front yard.

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Pumpkins are here, the air has turned cool(er), and the tips of the leaves are beginning to change colors. Fall is just around the corner and I have already started to enjoy soups of all kinds, pumpkin anything, and warm coffees and teas.

And we have 13 days left in Birmingham before going to orientation for 6 weeks. Nearly 8 years of my life have been spent in this city. It was the first city I moved to after leaving “home.” And now, we will leave what has become home once again.

Thankfully home can be a sojourner on the voyage of life just like we are. It can move with us and be found in many different people—from my parents and brother to my husband to our friends who have become like family to our new teammates and soon our people. Home will take on many forms through the years I’m sure.

It seems fitting to leave Birmingham in the fall—just before the leaves fall off the trees and the trees become bare. Animals are beginning preparations for hibernation—for what is to come. Autumn is nature’s time of laying things to rest in order to begin again. It’s a time of closing things out—a time of saying goodbye.

We are finished with family vacations and trips. We have ended our jobs and are doing the last of preparations. And I cannot help but to be so thankful for our time spent in this city and the many experiences, memories, relationships, tears, laughter, and cups of coffee or tea we have had.

Birmingham, you all hold such a dear part of our hearts. You have let us grow up with you and have helped mentor, mold, and motivate us in times when we wanted to quit or go our own way. You have prayed for us, loved on us, and allowed us to be a part of your family. We would not be who we are today without you in our lives. Take care and know that Spring is coming soon—and we will return almost as quickly as we left—new and changed—yet still holding a piece of our dear Southern city in us.