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.
And then one hopes for the strength to make some changes.
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Isn’t that the truth!
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🙂
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I love the words and the art!
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Thank you!
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Acceptance sometimes nestles in with a bit of surrender too.
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It does!
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I know that shift, yes.
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