My garden
My porch
Rain on my tin roof
Especially rain on my roof....
Memories
26 years of them
Stepping forward into the unknown
My daughter thinks it is exciting;
a new adventure.
She's 28
At 66
I'm finding it unsettling, nerve wracking,
and damn hard.
Maybe I'll find the adventure later on.
The way my life goes,
I'll be Alice sliding down the rabbit hole,
butt upended with petticoats a flappin'.
Keep smiling
Z
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6 comments:
It must be very hard to let go of the spaces that you nurtured and were your comfort zone for so many years. I hope this move will bring you closer to family, and perhaps you'll have more peace of mind than you've had for years now - and.. new doors to open, new adventures. That's what I wish for you. xo
I bet you will miss it! lovely garden
I'm so sorry
I hate change, ugh
I woke up this morning with all of that emotion! It's only been 2 months into our move. I miss: my 400 sq ft studio :-( I miss my garden, I miss being 1/2 block away from a neighbourhood friend of 40 years :-( (so close to skip over and drink too much tea or wine and maybe hobble back home, I miss the large space family and friends all cuddled in to watch Game of Thrones and Downtown Abbey. However, I don't miss the yard work, the constant upgrades and repairs of an older home, the changing neighbourhood...(only one friend was still there, the traffic, the walking distance to a pub or restaurant. (My hubby likely has his own list, i.e. his huge exercise room, his den, and the huge family TV room.) The scale is tipping on the "best thing we could have ever done" side, we walk to pubs and restaurants, we watch the Friday gardeners do their work and tidy our little yard, we turn the key and escape for days or weeks with no worry, our vehicles are safe inside their tiny space. We watch and listen to the birds in the green space behind us, we visit with wonderful new neighbours and if I cook a meal (I forgot how after our vacation) I can walk to the grocery.
I hope you can hear the rain in your new place! That sounds cozy and homey.
I can place my bets on all of these "I'll miss...", but I also know how much you look forward to having visits from your kids and how hard it is to say goodbye. I'm hoping that being close to them will help ease you into a new home and lifestyle. Enough advice from me. I've been in this home for 34 years. The lakehouse, 28. It's the longest in both homes that I've ever been, I "left home" when I was eighteen. It took me a long time to be comfortable in the city house, I'm not from the city, I grew up in the country. I had a hard time making friends in an area where people knew each other since grammar school. I have always felt like an outsider--well until I became a little more older and wiser-like last year. lol! The lakehouse was daunting, too. I'd been sheltered by my husband and children. I finally said f*uck it all, I need alone time. That was four years ago and I'm still reveling in it. My goals are to travel alone...I may come to visit you!
All in all, we adapt, sometimes not. Evolve. Love it or hate it. Sometimes it's a choice, sometimes it drags us along with few ways to resist.
I can only wish you the best and be here, always, for you.
Jane xxx
It is so hard to change. I remember when we moved from Denver (which I loved) to Helena (which I hated) the first time I grocery shopped I burst into tears...lol It wasn't King Souper's! But I adjusted and found the new and good to it. It was the stepping stone to my dream so I dealt. You will adjust, and cry but it will lead to your dream. It will be worth it. Love ya, Kit
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