Moving on . . .
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Seems I will be unpacking my bags after all (c.f. earlier entry) – I sold my condo this week. A lovely couple came to visit, fell in love with it and made me an offer I could not refuse. The wonderful thing is I do not have to leave until June! I am actually in the state of shock – I did not expect this – it had been a slow market, and this is a big surprise. I must not dwell on what I am giving up but look forward to what is ahead. The city is not where I preferred to live but there is positive in everything, and yesterday on my walk, when I began to feel heavy-hearted because I would be leaving this lovely haven, I decided to dwell on the positive aspects of living there: My doctors are just across the street, as is the pharmacy. And there is a lovely little cafeteria – not only for lunch but where I can pick up takeout food. There is a small shopping mall within walking distance – 2 minutes by car if necessary; and several lovely parks where I can walk my little dog or sit on a bench and relax. It is not the quiet of the country, true, but it offers other things: Theatre, concerts and nice restaurants for when we feel like eating out. I will adjust, I always have - everything happens for a reason. It is actually kind of exciting to wonder what will happen next in my life and what new adventures await me? I have much to do before the move: Furniture to sell, clothes to give away and a complete cleaning and emptying of the condo. The children will visit and take what they need – or like - but before that, we will spend the Holidays here and enjoy our last Christmas in my little condo in the country. I will then stay and begin the work I am so familiar with – the pattern I have lived all my married life - I will be packing and selling, giving away, and getting ready to move . . . the beat goes on. And in the spring, I will, like an old pro, close the door and not look back. I am happy and sad this morning – the time has come for another change – another move, but I have had 12 wonderful years here and for that I am grateful. I shall miss a lot of things, yes, but I will also remember with joy the happy moments shared here with family and friends. There is a time for everything and the time had come for us to get down to one home. I cannot imagine my life without packing and unpacking and living out of a suitcase but I am confident there will be different, but many happy days ahead, as I begin full time living in the city. I am moving on but not checking out – not yet. I have a lot of living to do and a lot of stories to write. I’m just moving on.
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