For the last two years I have been basically living out of boxes. My husband, fiancé at the time, and I moved from Arizona back home to California to get married a little over two years ago. The plan was never to stay in California very long, but because of circumstances beyond our control we stayed for a year.
We needed to stay close to home and help take care of some family members, and we wanted to help take care of things around the house that they just weren't fully capable of doing at the time. For a while I had struggled with the fact that we were still in California, I know that everything happens for a reason, but I couldn't understand why we were still there. I soon found out that it was to help our family.
