The sentence uttered by my friend Greg that moved this from a casual realization to a quest was actually a quite mundane comment in the moment.  Last May we were sitting around and I was talking about our discontent with the housing situation that we were in and with a resigned tone I said, “We really didn’t plan very well for the long-term needs of our family when we made this move.”  And his laid-back and prescient response really shed a whole new light: “You guys have never really done that with any of the places that you’ve lived.”  While I know that he is a man that does not waste words, I don’t know if he knew the impact that those syllables had.  I felt seen in a way that left me feeling cared for and transparent.  He laid something bare that was more easily seen by others than by us.  The past now appeared to line up in such a way that I could see the various living arrangements and places we had lived and notice that each one was a plan for the moment.  And I could swear there was an audible “Clink, clink, clink” as our past housing situations all stacked up on top of each other in the light of the truth he had spoken.  Each of these places was a plan, but one that fit the needs of the moment.  Where we lived was something that we could always change.  That was the view, rather than seeing our dwelling as a place of stability that could then help us navigate all of the other changes that life brings.