I should be happy right now. In a few hours I'm on a vacation. But this vacation consists of packing up my things and moving out of my lovely home. I didn't think all of this would happen so quickly. I didn't think I would be so upset and distraught over it. I guess the fact that I have to stay somewhere temporarily in between another temporary event makes me feel...uneasy? But with big change comes new and exciting oppurtunities. Unfortunately, with big change comes the feeling of loss of security. Loss of grounding. I do so love feeling grounded.
I remember when I bought this house. I packed up all my things in the apartment mostly by myself. I dealt with the paperwork and formalities of buying a house, by myself. I went to the lawyers office, by myself. I got the keys and came to the new house right away and walked in here, by myself. I looked around and was in complete shock. "Wow, this is ours", I thought. I went back to the apartment by myself. And I packed up the truck completely by myself.
I remember thinking after this series of events, "Why am I by myself?".
And look where I am two and a half years later.
I've packed up my house mostly by myself. I have dealt with the paperwork and formalities of selling a house, by myself. I will relunctantly leave the keys and garage door openers and cones and paint and hard work and love for the new owners. I will walk out of this house by myself. I will be going to the lawyers office, by myself.
So I guess the lesson I'm still learning is you can only count on yourself. I can only count on me. I came into this house with the best intentions for everyone in my life at the time. I am now leaving this house with the best intentions for Me, Myself and I.
Labels: house, me, self, thoughts