Sheppard Homes (Part Deuce)

As I mentioned yesterday, we are happy to finally be living in our highly anticipated loft apartment. We moved in on December 28th as a way of kicking 2013 (the Year of Disappointment) in the butt on its way out. Yesterday I began detailing all of our homes we have had in 7 ½ years of marriage. So here’s the 2nd half.

Home #8: We left the Chicago suburbs in June 2010 to go back up to Michigan. This time we were full-time missionaries instead of summer interns. June-August we lived with our beloved Auntie Barb. She’s an aunt to us and our boys only in our hearts, not biologically but we love her. She might be the most generous person I’ve met.


Please ignore whatever that man is doing and focus on that gorgeous backyard.


Home #9: Labor Day 2010 we rented a beautiful home in Felch, Michigan. The locals referred to it as “the upside down house” because the living room and kitchen were upstairs and the bedrooms were downstairs. We loved that house with its lovely views and spacious hardwood floors which were perfect for riding bikes and throwing balls (winters were long, okay?). We lived here a few months shy of 2 years. This was the longest we lived anywhere. Little Guy was born during this time.



The best part about this house was watching the changing seasons from our back deck. Beautiful.

Home #10: A lovely couple bought the house so again it was time to move on. We were planning on leaving Michigan late August 2012 but still needed a place to live all summer. We ended up moving into the house of some missionary friends for a few months while we worked at one summer camp and they worked at another. The trails behind this house in the forest were covered with wild raspberries and blackberries. I competed with the bears and birds for the tart fruit.

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I also had to compete with a certain 3-year old who ate the berries as fast as we could pick them.

Home #11: Fall 2010 we moved in with Tim’s parents near the Twin Cities, Minnesota. I was struggling with Post-partum depression pretty heavily at this point and we appreciated the love and support we received from them. We thought for sure we would be out within a few weeks. We lived there for almost a year.


It was here that Little Guy discovered watermelon.


And his life was never the same.

Home #12: The time came to move to Colorado. Nothing went as planned and we moved in with a dear elderly woman from my brother-in-law’s church for 3 weeks thinking our apartment would be ready September 2013.

Home #13: Our apartment was not ready. We were officially homeless. For like, a day. Then we moved into the basement of a church house in downtown Denver. We had 10 bunk beds at our disposal. We got out of there after 6 weeks somehow without any ER trips from boys jumping off beds.


Fun fact: We have never lived in a place too small to successfully play “hide and seek.” You just have to be reaaallly creative.

Home #14: Still no apartment. But, in the basement of the same building there was an open garden level apartment. “Garden level” basically means you are living underground. Sunlight was scarce and tempers were short in that tiny space. We lived there from October 15th until last weekend.

Home #15: Our beautiful, long-anticipated, loft apartment. Praise God, we are finally here.

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There is one other thing that makes this all a little more crazy. When we packed up all our stuff from our house in Michigan, June 2012, we thought it would be a few months before we unpacked it. However, it was packed in boxes, except for clothes, until 5 days ago. For a year and a half all of our belongings were in boxes.

So there you have it. 15 homes in half as many years. I’m not sure why my life has gone this way. I’d rather not have made so many moves. I’m really good at packing but I still loathe doing it. But this is my life. These are the choices I made. So I’m going to own it and choose to learn from it and live with it. I just hope the next 7 years don’t include as many boxes.

I don’t quite know how to end this post, so I’m going to put up this silly picture as a diversion and sneak away while you are distracted…

“I don’t always wear my unicorn mask. But when I do I peer at people out the car window.”


5 thoughts on “Sheppard Homes (Part Deuce)

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  2. Melanie

    I’m not even close to reaching your record, but I can relate a bit in the fact that I’m getting ready to move into my 5th place in 2 1/2 years. It really is a difficult thing to be a constant wanderer and never know how long you’re going to be in the next place, and I pray that Jesus keeps you settled into this home for a while! May 2014 be a year of blessing….in one house!


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