We've taken to an extreme level the old adage about "when life gives you lemons".
Things were starting to taste really bitter in our little home on the prairie. Six months of earnest job searching. Dozens (and dozens) of rejection letters. Jeremy and I each trying to support the other, taking it in turn to pull each other up out of despair.
We finally decided we simply needed a little more of the sweet things in our life--some sugar with our lemons, so we could make some lemonade.
So we moved.
And it is sweet.
And though we pray we will some day soon be making something as purely sweet as fresh apple cider, for now we're content with the sweetness we've found to accompany the bitter we can't currently escape.