July 1.
I am officially moved out of the home I have lived in for the past 20 years, 7 months.
They say that the stress of moving is second to the stress felt for the death of a loved one.
How true.
Packing boxes, having numerous garage sales,turning off utilities, organizing movers and cleaning crews and deciding what comes and what goes has been all consuming for the past few months.
When I drove away from my house yesterday for the last time I was overcome with an enormous sadness.
Was I doing the right thing by taking the only home my kids have known away from them ?
Casey cried. Lexi is in Paris and Casey emailed her photos of her empty bedroom.
Dan waited until the last day to remove the safe he had drilled into the basement floor.
Maybe this was to spend a few quiet moments in his childhood home before moving into his Dads house.
I look at it as a new chapter in our lives, time to move on.......
but to move on you need to go through the pain, similar to losing a loved one.
only time heals.
