Who likes to say Good bye?

I definitely, absolutely, positively hate to say good byes. I can count on one hand the times I didn't really mind parting with a place, it was probably overseas and I was ready to get back to my "home" of about 11 years now-the good ole'USA!!!
But today was really hard. I had to leave a place I really grew to love. A place where the kids and I had friends and where we felt safe, accepted and loved. A place where for over 2 years we've grown, matured and enjoyed life to the fullest. I have held my tears till I had privacy and www connection at my in laws. Then I just let them flow. Maybe I am just being tired and emotional. Maybe the adventurous spirit is not part of my character as much as it part of my husband's. I don't know. I long for a place to settle and raise the kids. And I had one for the last 2 years. It's been great! I am very grateful. My heart overflows at His grace and Mecry. But my heart also aches.
After a gueling week (we started packing Monday and I finally handed the keys yesterday at 11 am) of packing we will be facing a whole week of unpacking 2 years' worth of stuff (husband calls it junk). But I don't have to think about it yet. Not for another few days. We left AL today and made it to LA about 7 hours with many stops. My wonderful mother in law had dinner ready for us and my father in law was very thoughtful to get a small birthday cake for our youngest, who turned 8 today. My headaches magically disappeared after their warm welcome.
God is so merciful to me. I can rest for a few days before making another long trip back to KY. Then, I will tackle the unpaking part and the most daunting one of finding places to put the things in our small house in KY.
We covet your prayers for a job for my husband. As of right now we are unemployed. Oh, please add in your prayers that we want to be together as a family. It has been a long year of separation.