My original intention for this blog was to use it as a tool for the self-discipline of writing on a regular basis. My thought was that writing regularly might eventually lead to the dream I've always had of writing a book someday. Yet, you can see by the dates of this post and the last one that I've let almost a month go by without writing. In the spirit of all the other things I've said on this blog, I won't let a lapse in my own self-discipline cause me to quit altogether.
Given that - on to the subject of the day - change! I seem to be addicted to it. My husband and I have changed residences many times since our marriage almost 25 years ago. My aunt Glenda says we have "itchy feet". The reasons have really been many - moving to a nicer rental when our income improved, moving out of rentals that turned out to have problems the landlord wouldn't address, moving to a new part of the state to live life in the country, moving to a new state for another perspective, etc.
Now we are contemplating yet another move - if we can sell our house. This time, the move will bring us closer to our son, who "left the nest" almost a year and a half ago. He and his bride are soon to celebrate their first anniversary. We'd like to be closer to them to see them more often and someday to be closer to any grandchildren that we may have.
Moving so often might seem irresponsible and flighty, but in truth, ever place I've lived has brought new experiences, new relationships, and new life lessons. I've truly enjoyed living in all the places I've lived, working in all the different school systems, meeting new friends and neighbors, worshipping in new churches - blooming wherever I am planted. I consider my life to be enriched by every change. I tell people that I am "wired" to be happy. I believe happiness is a choice - not a feeling.
So - if you know of someone who is house hunting - send them my way. It's time to pack again!
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