Have you ever noticed you aren't nostalgic or attached to something until it's gone? That's how I feel about my childhood home right now.
My parents move out of their home of over 40 years into a beautiful condo tomorrow. We'll be leaving early in the morning to go help them.
I'll see my childhood bedroom that I shared with my sister for the last time. The memories that room holds are many...
- lot's of arguments with my sister
-trying on of a million outfits trying to decide what to wear in highschool
-crawling out the window to lay in the sun on the roof
-changing the furniture configuration around hundred's of times
-yelling at my brothers to shut-up across the hallway
-whispering about the boys at school
-hiding 'rock-n-roll' music from my very conservative parents
-sketching the birds that sat outside my window
-a feeling of safety in that room
-listening to radio long into the night - especially the New Year's Eve song countdown
-we got many, many parent kisses and love-yous in that room
-countless prayers were spoken there
All the years of memories remembered perhaps for one last time tomorrow as we say goodbye to our bedroom.
Now it's time for moving on.
My parents have blessed us by moving now while they are fully healthy and still capable of caring for themselves. They have purged a lot of what they owned - selling it and giving a lot away. This is a gift to us. It protects us from having to sort through everything and try to manage emptying a full house of things while trying to manage our own busy lives someday.
I thanked them for moving now - and I am so thankful that they will be living in a place that is conveniently located close
to all the things they love so much in their home town...
Their church...
Their friends...
The highschool sports fields...
The school where my mom volunteers...
And the barbershop where my dad at 84 still works...
Moving on can be good - and smart - and a blessing to others and I look forward to our families' next chapter with never ending gratitude toward our precious Lord!
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