Sometimes, life sends you a storm and you just have bend! Sometimes, you wake up and realize that SOMETHING needs to change. We did that mid June. We woke up June 17 and realized that a deadline set had passed. That deadline was the realization that if our house had not sold we would need to move back to it. Then you top that off with a very special family member being seriously ill and so we took some time off and re-evaluated our lives. It was a very clear simple decision to make. There were no other options we have looked at it several times since then and the end result is the same. Move! MOVE written in neon capital letters all over our lives. Moving seems to take so much of life in time, energy and money. I have an incredibly peace about the move. Well, about being there, the process stresses me out incredibly. It is terribly disrupting and uncomfortable to have two houses with one state between them and your home scattered everywhere in between. That is how it feels. We actually have most of the items with us and the rest at the other house, but what you NEED NOW is never with you!
I never thought I could be unhappy moving back, but I am. I never expected to have my heart torn as it is. 9 months is a very short time to make friends, put down roots and share lives with people but we did. How can I be sad about moving to what was our home for 12 years? What could be wrong with that? I have flight paths, friends, family and the whole network of people and places that make up our lives already in place. I was just starting to make this here
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