I didn’t make my bed today. I’m sitting here at my computer for the first Saturday morning since we put the house on the market. It feels really good to be this relaxed. I’m drinking coffee and I’m not vacuuming. I feel like I can breathe again.
We sold our house yesterday. Can you believe it? One week after losing the ranch, we sold our house. God is funny how He works. Half the time I don’t even understand what’s happening but I can’t fight that feeling that everything is happening as it should. From what I understand, our buyers are fabulous, and perfect for our home. I feel so happy and at peace with what’s happening.
Yesterday, as we were running around picking up boxes and tape I was kind of freaking out. Thank goodness for Emma and her sweet awareness of who I am and of course, her dry sense of humor. She kept me from tipping over the edge of “Oh, my goodness, what are we doing?!” She gave me hugs, and made me laugh, and reminded me we are the “home” in our house, not the house itself. I really needed that. I went to bed feeling a bit panicked thinking about where we will move and what the next three years will look like.
This morning, I’m refreshed, and on a new mission of cleaning and packing. The truth is, we may think we know what’s going to happen tomorrow or later in the year, but we really don’t. Planning and knowing our future is really an illusion. We can walk in a certain direction, or make an outline plan for our lives, but as long as we are open to God’s plan, it’ll always be an adventure. It get’s hard when we try to do both. Being open and flexible, and being a planner are a tough battle. However, each opportunity to challenge those things in myself is a welcomed time to grow. Easy? Not at all, but I’ve never really been one for easy.