Sojourn is emptying out her bowels – and all other areas we have inhabited. A 40 ft truck sits outside her front porch, a crew of five has been packing and loading all day. The rooms, of course, are huge. Dust scattered, wood floors gleaming and bare. The rocking chair my parents gave me for me 20th birthday is wrapped and on the truck. My mother-in-laws table, crayon marks on the underneath from various nieces and nephews, is being taken apart and wrapped for placement. Soon, my oakleaf hydrangea pots, black eyes susans, and other containers will go on the truck.
L was home for a few hours this morning to help the packers understand the garage sorting – most of it stays here, ready for the neighborhood garage sale in mid-September. He's back on the road, back to work. The 18 and 16 year old are off with friends, they will be home tonight to help me clean and straighten, and again tomorrow night to do it again. The 20 year old is at work, 30 miles from here, in the place he now calls home. I'm trying to write a report, and on hold with the appliance store salesman from whom I want to buy a washer and dryer.
The lamb pups are asleep at my feet, worn out from the constant movement and their own anxiety.
It's a full day.




I feel for you, Anj. Movers show up here on Monday, and I'm quickly trying to fill boxes. I get them from the local liquor store. If you pass by, it looks like the loading bay of one of their satellite locations ;)
I hope + pray that as you clean and straighten... as you pass through each place your heart and hands have changed from a house to a home, that you will be filled with peace, for what you have learned, and what invisible and unspoken gifts you give to the new owners.
xo
Posted by: Erin Wilson | 08/18/2010 at 06:09 PM
Erin - Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Posted by: Anj | 08/19/2010 at 09:28 AM
it all at once sounds exciting and exhausting, adventurous and scary, and makes me oh, so, glad that I will more than likely never have to move again.
Posted by: aola | 08/19/2010 at 03:57 PM
A - I get that; the truth is I do love the new beginnings of moving. And the leaving and turmoil and WORK is hard.
Erin - Yes. Today, as the boys and I swept and vacuumed, cleaned bathrooms and wiped off counters, I was full of peace and gratitude and caught myself a few times thanking Sojourn for her care for us and being oh so glad for our care for her, and holding in the Light the new owners and the way they will discover her charm. It was the most amazing move out day I have ever experienced. No fights, no tension - just peace and gratitude. Again, thank you thank you thank you for your prayers.
Posted by: Anj | 08/19/2010 at 11:00 PM