It's that time for me again. The day this blog posts will be the day before I move yet again to another place I will call home.
I am filled with the usual anxiety of moving (all the things left to be done at this house and all the things left to be done at the "new" house that is being renovated) and yet I feel strangely at peace about it all. Maybe it's because I am used to it it now, but, I think writing this blog has helped me think through so many things I have stressed about in the past and how to deal with some of those things. My own words keep ringing in my ears that "everything will work out"...that "we WILL get moved"...that "I will adjust".
This move, however, is different than all the other moves. This is the first time in all my moves that I have moved because I just WANTED to move. Not because I had to because of some situation or family emergency or other predicament, but because I longed for a place that really feels like HOME to me and my husband. A place just for us--and our family. A place where I will be working and enjoying my life. A place to establish some new roots.
As I have said in previous blogs, I have had only a couple of homes in my life that have truly been HOME. The longest of which was the house I raised my kids in. You would have thought that I would've stayed there--but, when the kids grew up, it became too big and it was a lot to handle when my husband's health wasn't good--both physically and financially. So we downsized.
A year later, my grandkids doubled and my husband got a new lease on life health-wise and now I'm a working woman myself! To say the least--everything changed! I missed the extra room the old house had and the quiet older neighborhood with all the trees.......... so I was still looking for another place.
About the time I felt like that dream might be just that--a dream--my Realtor Son found my husband and I a "Fixer Upper" that just seemed right. But I doubted. I thought, "this is too good to be true"...."Something won't work out"...."we can't afford this"..."this will be a LOT of work". I was so wrong (well not about the work part)-- everything has fallen into place for us. As this "new" (old) house is being worked on and cared for again, the more it is truly HOME--and I haven't even slept there yet!
I look forward to what life brings me in my new surroundings--because life WILL keep happening--both good and bad. Having a safe haven makes all the difference during hard times though. I am hoping this will last a lifetime for me, but, if it doesn't, I am going to make the most out of the NOW from this home.
So wish me luck! Throw a blessing or two my way and keep us in your thoughts and prayers as we embark on this never ending challenge called LIFE. As I settle in and unpack, I will be thinking of what nuggets I can save to share with whoever reads these silly ramblings of mine--and I will use every crazy moment as some sort of teaching tool for my life--and a few of those moments for you, too!