Through many tears and trials I learned valuable lessons such as:
-don't plan on making a left turn on a busy street without a traffic light
-plan on 20 minutes extra for every missed turn
-expect the Seattle Salute, the one fingered wave, when you do something wrong
-the turn-off to airport isn't that well-marked, and if you miss the turn you might not actually find the airport for another 40 minutes
-the way out of the airport isn't that well marked, and if you miss the turn you might not actually make it home for another 40 minutes
-the airport construction will NEVER end
-the ecoterrorists hate Suburban driving mommas. If you move to the PNW with a Suburban you need to buy a different vehicle to keep your car from being "oops - dented" or "oops - scratched"
-a GPS could actually be cheaper than marriage counseling
Driving was a huge stress. I knew until I mastered the skills of merging four lanes in 1/2 mile to get to downtown Seattle, I wouldn't be able to enjoy all the sites, sounds, smells and experiences of our new home.
It didn't change until I prayed about it. I was ashamed and amused that I had forgotten to employ a simple privilege believers have, to boldly approach the throne of grace, to ask the Lord to give me the ability to drive in the traffic here. Amused only because it was a "DUH" kinda revelation.
When I made nearly a dozen on-time trips to the airport in about two weeks without anxiety, I knew the Lord had answered my prayer.
Then I could actually swerve my neck around, not to avoid another near collision, but to enjoy the soul-refreshing beauty of my surroundings.
From the I-90 floating bridge,
I am always excited to see the floating houses on Lake Union.
Scott and I dream about living in one someday
when the kids have moved out, especially the sleepwalking one.
Sleepless in Seattle was filmed here, can you spot the house on the end of the row?
(Actually, you can't, it faces the other way.)
Somehow, gray became a color of beauty to me.
But, gray roads, gray clouds, gray buildings, and gray mist
can produce a gray mood,
if you aren't careful and prayerful.
This is how it can look summer, fall, winter and spring.