I’m reflecting over this past year and the words of this song feel fitting.
Turn – The path to home – Autumn
Turn – Winter
Turn – Spring (yesterday)
There is a season – This past summer we watched our home take shape
Turn – Last autumn we moved in
Turn – The first snow of the season before we moved to California (October 2009)
Turn – Yesterday, a beautiful spring day
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven – I believe that, I do.
A time to be born – That 3 car garage hubby dreamed of
a time to die – Our little red rental sits out in the drive as our other vehicles are already in Cali never to enter those doors again.
A time to plant, a time to reap – The grass seed was sprayed last autumn. And the gardeners will be here today to give the grass its very first cut.
A time to kill, a time to heal – Saw our neighbor across the way (in our backyard) catch some fish this week. I’m sure the experience was healing in and of itself..
A time to laugh – I was happy to have our home in shape
a time to weep – I could’ve wept over this sight last night.
A time to build up, a time to break down – Hubby taking down a sentimental chandelier that follows us wherever life’s path may lead
Crystals on the table waiting for him to wrap
Placing the frame into the crate and is stabilized by the support beam. Then adding popcorn for protection.
Adding the lid
A time to dance, a time to mourn – I dance at the sight of this Korean pottery that I collected while there and mourn at the thought of some of my pieces breaking the last move. I trust they make this journey in one piece.
A time for love, a time for hate – Love is such a beautiful thing and I’m thrilled that we are in this together. I guess I hate that we didn’t get to spend just a little bit more time in our home. But now that we’ve reached the end of this road, we’re ready to move on.
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late – We’re at peace and look forward to this upcoming change with zest. We feel our home sold in record time as it was only on the market 4 1/2 months. Now we can really move on.
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