Here I go again. I have been living in Austin for over a year with the inner thought of looking for another place after two years in Austin. That thought spoken aloud to a friend spawned him to mention that he might have someone interested in buying my home if it was for sale. I was not really thinking of selling it now, but told him to let the couple take a look at it. They loved it. They are purchasing it.
My thought changed to reality within 3 days. On my birthday a contract came in and now my head is swimming in change again, so soon? The feelings of regret surfaced. The feelings of sorrow of leaving new friends and connections surfaced. The feelings of loss floated the surface and yet had I not initiated the tiny thought? Here we go again but this time I will document in black and white my emotional thoughts and then look at what this change truly brings to the surface this time around for me.
If you have read my book, Room For Change: Practical Ideas for Reviving After Loss, you may already know that I have moved at least 12 times, built about 10 homes in other phases of my life. This phase, I guess I could call... Changing and Aging with Haste and Grace and as I preach, there is always Room For Change.
Step One: Panic
Step Two: List Making ( of repairs, of sorting, or telling others of your departure and paperwork)
Step Three: Checking off the List. ( Ahhhh! so sweet)
Step Four: Opening the Door for Opportunities on the Other Side
If the list is tweaked a bit, isn't this what we do when we know our time is at hand? Don't we try to clear the clutter, tie the knots and look to the other side of what will be?
So over the next few weeks I will blog about my process in packing , purging and plundering this process. It has been 6 years since my husband's death and the third time I am moving. What I have moved from and what have I moved towards is difficult to delineate. I do know that fewer items accompany me this time around and the yards are getting smaller and smaller. The kitchen pantry holds fewer items but the tools and clothes seem to swell in the closets and storage.
I am working on Step Two this week and repairs have started. I am down to a repair needed on a faulty lock of a window and then the sorting of items blog will evolve. I don't know how I will feel this time around, but I do know that I feel so very much more than I did when my husband died. My lows might be low but I recover sooner and my highs are definitely higher. The most grace comes my meeting new, interesting and very different people within the last few years to add to my collection of friends.
Stay tuned for the Sorting Saga. May your New Year be Full with Thoughts come True.