Boxes are filling up around us. We’re making a dent in our to-do lists. Doubt seeps in. Are we doing the right thing? Then I remember all the reasons behind making this choice and affirm: We are dismantling one life to build another, purposeful existence.
The movers need to be arranged, and the closets sorted and packed, and when was the last time we bought groceries…. Head and attention are going in too many directions at once, and I’m exhausted before I get started. Might be a little cranky too. The stress of moving is real.
Excellent shots and I love the contrast with the bird against the white cloud.
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Thanks 😊
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Most welcome. 😊
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You got a photo of Jonathan. Love your entry this week 😀
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Lol. Thanks 😊
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Oh, I wish I could too…
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VJ, you remind me of the famous poem. “On the wings of an eagle, My love for you flies. Soaring higher and higher, And touching the skies.” Keith
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Yes! That fits! Thanks Keith
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I have often had the same wish! 🦅
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…sigh…
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Exactly!
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The cloud in the second photo looks like a bird!
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I see it too!
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Now that Liz pointed it out, I do.
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🙂
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It does a bit.
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It really does! Great job V.J.! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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