After raising my 4 sons in our family home, I am getting ready to sell it and start a new chapter of my life. I am 57 years young and still don’t know what I want to do when I grow up! Today, I am cleaning out my ex-husband’s work room and am finding lots of little boys’ treasure that tug, big time, at my seemingly fragile heart! I am crying buckets and glistening, too, because this is hard work…inside and out!
Tonight, I will watch the Northern Lights as I did many times with my sons who are now all grown and creating their own life paths. My tears express gratitude for all we shared and a little fear, too, because I’ve not yet identified my next step. My j-o-b was eliminated a year ago and I’ve found ways to stay here until it felt ready to leave. Now I know it is the right time to finally get through it all rather than trying to find another way to get around it. I am taking lots of cold water breaks and eating only fresh watermelon and juicy grapes. It is a day of cleansing! Bless all of you who have already made this journey into the unknown and all others who will one day find themselves in my shoes. God is Good! God is Love! Let us continue doing good and freely sharing love! Thank you for listening! Now, will someone please hand me a kleenex? lolol!
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Inga, Here have two, and it’s alright to cry! You will meet some who are going though with you. Making friends, learning new things and thinking outside the box. But it’s worth it. Take your time, life is good but unfold little by little…TRACK
Inga,
How wonderful of you to share your experience. Thoughts of cleaning and sale go through my mind, somewhat infrequently, but they do go through. One daughter heads off to college, another to boarding school in the Fall, so I will be here in this big house alone. I have found taking classes ( four week seminars, really) at the local University helpful in expanding the vision of the path ahead of me, sparking an interest in learning a new language, reading books I otherwise wouldn’t, and getting to know a few people, many of whom are older than I am but charming, witty and intelligent for all their years, none-the-less.
I am sure when the time comes for me to move, though I might wait a little while, until the girls are settled onto their new lives, I will be in tears, too. The other side of me will be cursing all the junk accumulated and the frustrations of what to do with all the photos. I’m hoping to get a head start on this in the fall, one room at a time or maybe just one drawer at a time. I’ll be thinking of you.
Hang in there. You’re brave for taking that step. And courageous for acknowledging how difficult it is.
I have done the same kind of moving and purging….it has been 10 years….the wonderful thing is, we never have to box up our memories, they are there for the taking…..you will be much stronger (and lighter) when you are finished….there is a wonderful feeling about walking into a fresh home or apartment, leaving the mess from the past at the front door and walking into limitless possibility….
One of the things that helped me put that final key on my kitchen counter for the new owners…..I wrote them a letter….I told them about coming there as a new bride, bringing each of my babies home, the great Christmas mornings we had, too numerous to mention….that it had not always been a house of divorce, but a house of hope and love, and that I hoped that is what it would be for them….after that I was able to turn over the key to what had been my life for the past 29 years…..
Hugs and love and courage and joy and blessings to you, too!
Oh, bless your heart dear. I’m right there with ya, I’m starting over with nothing but my cat, Fizzle, we don’t know what doing from one day to the next.! LoL.!!! I’m scared to death & excited as hell all at the same time… If you want to gab or vent, just PM me any time you want. You are not alone, ever.!!! We are strong.! We are woman. There’s you some pep talk. That watermelon sounds really good. Blessings to you.!
Inga, CONGRATULATIONS, you are almost there. A new life, a new place to live, a new beginning. Taking the first step is all you need, the rest will fall into place. We will be here for you. Crying is part of the process, cleansing the soul. Be well and keep us informed of your progress.