I would be lying if I said I really, truly thrived living in this house. The truth is that this house has always overwhelmed me with it’s vast, quirky layout. I’ve never known quite what to do with the space, it’s odd and old fashioned and seriously outdated. And it’s huuuuge. More space than we need indoors and not nearly enough space outdoors.
I woke up this morning with the thought that I’m being pushed toward a place that is better, for me, for all of us. That this place has been good, but it has not been great. I’m willing to admit that, I think I’ve always admitted that, but I’m declaring it publicly for the sake of this chronicle. Terrible things have happened, some of the darkest days of my life happened within these walls. There has been plenty good, in my opinion far more good, but there has indeed been awful and enough of it to warrant a dramatic change.
Today, I am choosing to let go and leap, with faith that where I land will be fertile ground for growing.