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A Bittersweet Goodbye

Almost a decade ago we came to Kansas City with a bundle of newborn baby Grey and a Penske truck full of stuff.  We came full of grief and hope mixed in:  hearts broken over the loss that was leaving Florida and yet overflowing with gratitude and faith in God's faithfulness to our young family.

I remember that first spring, my first spring here in Kansas City. I remember Rebekah's magnolia in full bloom outside the 3rd floor window at Concord. I knew that morning that I was going to be alright here, in this new place.

Fast forward a few months and we found ourselves wrapped up in love with a new church family.  A benefit of those new church connections was finding out about Hillcrest Transitional Housing.  I remember sitting at my friend AJ's kitchen table, while she whipped up cream for pie after church one summer Sunday.  We came to talk about Hillcrest and their plans to move on and our potential plans to move in (to her same kitchen!).  We sought employment here and th…

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