A Realization

Life is full of changes….  It’s what life’s about.  How we adapt to the changes says a lot about who we are.  I’m realizing I need more time to process big changes the older I get.

A year ago I sold the home I had lived in for 13 years.  We (me, my ex-husband and our two boys) moved in when our youngest son was two and our oldest was about to begin kindergarten.  They grew up in that house.  It was a great house; I’d made it a home for them and fought to keep our home through the divorce of their father and me.  There’s a lot of memories, the good outweigh the bad though.

This morning after visiting a friend in our former neighborhood I realized the house D and I have been living in for the past year was a transition necessary for me (mostly me) and D to be more open to relocating outside of the Mid-South.  If the previous house was the house we are currently selling to move to California…….I’d be having a harder time than I am.   Oh, I’ve had some emotional ups and downs but transition is the process necessary for change to occur.  My friend and colleague Sue West has built a successful business Organizing for a Fresh Start helping folks with life changes and transitions just like this.

The realization this morning for me was this: the holder of memories is our mind, not a physical place or thing.  The place (in my case, my old house) only reminds of me the memories.

 

 

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