After seeing photos of our new home, a few readers wrote to me asking things like...
Are you able to hang laundry outside in your new location? ...I love to read your blog entries about laundry...
...I will miss those photos of your laundry flapping in the breeze and the photos of your days spent canning garden produce. I was wondering if you will miss that part of your life, too.
And you know what? I do miss those things.
Just this evening, Joshua said to me, "You know what I'm really gonna miss here in a couple months? Fresh asparagus." I had totally forgotten that we won't have all-you-can-eat asparagus from my mom and grandmas' garden this year.
It was sad for me to leave my clothesline behind. Seems silly but my clothesline has been therapeutic for me through many different seasons of the year -- and of life.
I did bring my wooden drying rack and my Tibbe line, and have hopes of utilizing the balcony for drying purposes when the sun decides to stay out more and the trees get all their leaves which will hopefully help with my undercover endeavors... ;) Just kidding; there's nothing in our lease about not putting laundry on the balcony. :)
And, due to several factors (including regulations on the moving truck, space in our car, and the pressure changes involved in driving through numerous mountain passes) I left all of my home-canned food with my mom. She is the one who gave us most of the food and spent many hours helping me can it, so really -- it was as much hers as it was ours anyway.
But anyway. It's tempting to think of all the things I left behind... a decent rental house where we spent 4 years of our lives and where two of our children were born into this world and the dining room didn't have carpet... a small yard, a garage, a front porch to sit on for picnics... a garden, compost bin, and lots of free food from friends and family who have gardens... getting to see my relatives... actually having a babysitter so my husband and I could go out for a few hours alone if we wanted... having a piano...
But, all too often we only remember the rosy parts of our past. You know?
Like, what about remembering how small our bathroom was and how very very steamy it got during even a quick shower... and that mold that never would go away around the bath tub? I have a dishwasher here... I don't have to trek down to an icky basement to do laundry... we have a church we get to attend every single week... oh, and the best part? My husband has a JOB here, and he doesn't even have to work midnights. Yeah, that's a pretty important detail. ;)
I don't feel sorry for myself, because I chose this life! I got to choose my husband (although I definitely felt and still feel that Yahweh totally brought us together as I cannot imagine a more perfect "other half"!). And we chose to move.
As tempting as it may be to just wallow in self-pity and sadness, we have to choose daily to step forward and do what Yahweh, our Creator, has set in front of us. He may be asking small things of us. Or it might be something monumental that we can only do in His strength.
We choose what kind of attitude we will display. We choose whether we will give our best and make the most of each day, or whether we will squander precious hours, days, even weeks wishing and daydreaming.
As Yehoshua (almost 5!) says about moving, "It's happy and sad. Happy because we get to live in Washington, but sad because we don't get to see Grandma any more."
Life is like that, isn't it? :) Let's keep plugging along! And thank you all so much for sharing the journey with me. :)