Sherwin Williams Midsummer White |
Finally painted!
When the painters left I, in fact, cried :)
(side note: starting in the 4th grade I would lay daydreaming on my bed redecorating, removing wallpaper or railings and pulling carpet in my Dad's rental after my parents divorce. This by all means, came naturally...DO NOT TRY this at home. hahaha. NO REALLY)
I feel tied to our Milkbarn and for so long it has defined me and our family.
It was a large undertaking while raising our kids and Clay working out of town.
But it's time to move on.
That is hard to write.
We have put so much time and effort,love and creativity into this home.
We fasted to know where Heavenly Father wanted us to be, a couple of weeks later Clay is interviewing for a position with a new company.
So, this is what you fasted for Jennifer :)
I keep trusting in this reminder. I keep thinking the way is already prepared for us while we work away.
This house allows us to move to California and see what is in store for us there.
the funny thing is I cried that I will never see the Fairview choir holiday wreath hanging on this front door, or lit up with all the lights we bought at 80% off at target :)
Clay said today, "it's like planting vegetables we'll never eat"
I wonder if it is hard for an artist to give up their favorite painting to a buyer to fuel the next work they set out to do?
Do they improve in talent with each piece?
So...
Will I be better with our next home?
This one was our little masterpiece.
I love all the good and bad it has presented us with.
I guess I am one creatively moody artist having a hard time letting go of the work :)
today I listened to testimony after testimony in church about moving or finding a home by individuals 25 years older than me...my soul was reminded to be hopeful and trusting in good things to come and that most likely, the way has already been prepared for us, it's just about taking one step at a time :)
ANYWAY,
we have been able to share it with family this past week though!
It's been a great distraction.
cousin giggles and games, uncle's and aunt's helping and taking us to baseball games and the mountains
I haven't always loved living in the mountains
(aka...WINTER, I'm looking at you)
but I love nature and the connection it gives me to a loving Heavenly Father.
I am happy to go along with his plans for me and my family.
But I have days where I don't get it.
I still cannot believe that Los Angeles was in the plan for us.
Back to my birthplace (and Chester's!)back to beach days, back to some amazing experiences I know will be in our future.
They have to be right?
Okay, this will be my last sappy post. I swear!
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