Another adventure. I am purging ghosts. Not necessarily bad ones, just remnants of days gone by. My house is on the market. When it sells, I will move closer to my son and his family near Nashville.
The two weeks of prepping the house have already been interesting. Releasing items held for 30 years that have no value other than the fact that they have garnered a place in my cupboard, has created an actual energy effect. Some things brought smiles when I revisited them (letters written to my parents when I was in college). Some things gave me the feeling of a heavy weight off my head (very old, dilapidated furniture that belonged to distant ancestors). And some things created a pang of pain with a smile of sentiment (Dean's many Valentines to me). I have had moments of anger that I am in this widowed state. I have had moments of anxiety when I reflected on the many friends that I will be leaving and the void that will create in my life. But mostly I have had an overwhelming feeling that God has my back, has plans for me in Nashville, and will make the road straight and quick to move me from here to where ever He wants me there.
All prayers on behalf of this adventure are readily accepted.
I frequently speak to various caregiver groups, and would love to see as many people as possible. Come share your stories with me and the rest of the group.
I just started reading your book yesterday... -- Nancy Kloepfer