Did I make the right decision?

I know - how many times can I possibly ask that question, right?

Today is different. Today is when I've actually started packing up some things to move into our temporary apartment until our house sells. This is the first real in your face realization that I am taking Allie of her normal surroundings, uprooting her from her routine and moving her into something that's not "these safe walls." She's lived here her whole life. Why am I taking this away from her?

Oh yeah, because in the end, I feel like it's more important for her to be with me and without her house than be with her house and without me. Time to strip myself down to what it's all about. Not money, not this house, not all her toys....it's about family. It's about MY family. I will always doubt things - every decision that I don't make myself, I'll wonder. But God is constantly reassuring me.

Today, I closed my eyes and prayed. I relinquished everything to God and surrendered. Out loud, to Him. I'm letting it all go and am letting Him show me the path.

When I opened my eyes - I saw this...and I know I made the right decision!