All of my being seems focused on the endings that are transpiring on a daily basis. While some of these endings bring on a sense of sadness, others just trigger observations of these changes mixed with nostalgic memories as I am moving forward into the next chapter.
Over the weekend the donkeys went to their new home. I have been in contact with my beloved horse, Scat’s new owner. She loved the donkeys from the first moment that she saw them... How would it be possible to not love them.... They followed us all over the pasture licking my hands begging for attention.
She wanted the girls too. So donkeys went to their new home on Friday night. I know the 4H kids will love them too and they will love all the attention and activity that will surround them.
Yet another big push on the house.
I made arrangements for a donation center (that benefits local homeless teens) to pic up the remaining furniture and they picked it up today. I hauled most of it out to the garage last night and they took out the family room couch today. The only furniture left in the house is my Lazyboy chair, a blow up bed and a TV and my rocking lawn chair which are all in the living room.
The rest of the house echos walk as I walk through the nearly empty rooms. Piles of this and that seem occupy several rooms. Currently 3 of the 5 bedrooms are empty and completely cleaned as are 2 of the 3 bathrooms. Quite a contrast to the homey vision shown in the real estate sales add.
|Proud Momma House Finch|
I won't be hear for their new beginnings but they will fly off into their new chapter of life without me.
I'm experiencing nostalgic memories of all the moments of the last 13 1/2 years while living in this house. I have been living out a wonderful lifetime dream. Every where I go in my yard, pasture barns and house are memories of shared times, memories, people and events. Memories of the Easter egg hunts, horse rides, camp-fires, sleep-outs in the teepee and all the family gatherings. I have pictures and many, many memories and I will take them all with me.
Surprisingly, I am not feeling overwhelmed with sadness. I do feel a quiet peace, a readiness to move on into the next chapter of my life. And tired, yes, very tired. I am allowing myself some time of quiet nothing, to let my body and mind have a chance to recover from the momentum that it has taken to get here. Looking back over the last few month, I have accomplished a great deal...
March - House listed with multiple listing on March 12, 2013, getting ready for showings, disappearing for showings, cleaning for showings
April - Full price offer on the house on April 2. beginning to empty the house.
There have been a couple of bumps... (the buyer was notified his job was ending. The Union ensured that he was moved into another position so the sale was back on.) The buyers got married a week ago so now we are waiting for them to get a copy of there marriage certificate to add to the home loan application. Then the final papers to be signed for closing.
I certainly have come a long... long way. Other than the day I had help moving the furniture, I have done this by myself.
Note to would be full-timers... Dreaming is just the first step. No dream comes true without the work. I have always liked the fairy tales where the fairy godmother waves the magic wand and presto... everything is done! Unfortunately, it doesn't WORK that way.
But you have to want it enough!
Sometimes I have wondered if I have wanted it enough.
But here I am.
I can feel the changes in the air....
Spring it is the time of renewal and new beginnings.
I have earned this.
I am Ready.