From my childhood home.
A house I spent from age 3 or 4, to age 19 (when I got married).
A house where I sat as a child but also an adult, married, pregnant and with my children, throughout the years. Its the house my parents became grandparents in… and a home that holds so many childhood memories, all very vivid still today.
My parents are both retired now… and while I may not have understood their move completely… one thing I am realizing, is…
It’s just a move…
A hard one. For more than one person in this case… but a move.
As I thought yesterday of someone new moving into my old bed room… of new children exploring the back yard and creek… of different things up on the wall… and new smells and people entering those walls, parts of those thoughts, made me sad.
I think it should make anyone sad.
That is a lot to let go of…
As I sat yesterday, I looked around at my home. A beautiful 5 bedroom house that the Lord most obviously blessed us with… A home I wanted… and yet at times find myself discontent because of the unknown with Travis’ job. At times finding it hard to be, in the now… wondering when God might uproot us again.
Twice before Caleb was born.
Twice in Ohio (so Twice before Taite was born)
Twice back in NC before Owen was born.
and Twice since being in GA.
We have had a new baby in every city we moved too. We joke if we move again God may give us more HAH!
My parents today will be moving into a rental, while they figure out what the next step is. They will reside in a new city… a little closer to us (but still a bit of a drive)… around new people… new stores… and new things to see. It will be new for them.
Different…. and unfamiliar.
I know from personal experience… you will have days where you miss the old days and the old house… I still have moments where I miss our small parsonage back in NC… as much as I hated the small kitchen it had for many years we lived in it… the memories it held when my first two children grew up in that home for 4 years… will forever and always be special to me, regardless of how we left.
Life here on earth is temporary.
“We are here for only a moment,
visitors and strangers in the land as our ancestors were before us.
Our days on earth are like a passing shadow, gone so soon without a trace.“
- 1 Chronicles 29:!5
Some people stay planted for 25-40 years in one spot. Others like us, move every 2-4 years. It is just how it is.
One thing I am trying really hard to do though, is relish in the now… and remember that the walls around us, don’t matter in the end. Enjoy the memories… the pictures… and the move… one thing I always tell my boys when we move is… “To Consider it an Adventure!” :) – and always try to make it fun….