It’s done! Well, it’s all in one place at least. I haven’t had all my “stuff” in one place since I moved into that tiny Bachelor Quarters room in October of 2007! I’ve had some in my BQ, some still in my ex-husband’s house, some in my classroom, some in my office, and some at my boyfriend’s place because that was my gypsy lifestyle the past few years. Actually, I do still have a few personal things in my office since the boys hang out with me there after school until I am finished with work, and there are a few things on Roi with my baby doll, but all the things I need to be with the boys in one place whenever they are with me is here, as of TODAY!
I rented a cart this morning, determined that I would get all the odds and ends out of my room while the boys were with dad, so I could truly settle in for good, and somehow, between about ten trips to the store to get a grill (housewarming/Christmas gift from my honey-thank you!), and various tools and screws for hanging things on the concrete walls in my house, going to the grocery for food to cook on the grill (yes, the grocery store again-I just can’t seem to stay away now), cooking food, and hanging shelves and pictures downstairs (actually, I can’t take any of the credit for either of those things as I only took the last 5 trips to the store to get what he needed, but my magnificent chef and handy man did the rest), I toted at least 4-5 more loads of miscellaneous stuff from my life down three flights of stairs, into the cart, and finally, into my house. It was exhausting, but I couldn’t stop there because I could barely walk through the house, and the boys will be staying with me again tomorrow. Now, it’s almost 11 pm, and I have only 3 crates of books and work material to go through, and at least 2 large boxes of stuff by the door to be sold or given away, and I am done for the night. Almost everything has been gone through, organized, put away, and settled down into its new home. Unbelievable!
As I walked out of my BQ for the last time today (I will have to go back and clean it up, but there’s nothing left of me in there except maybe some skin cells and hair as I tend to shed like crazy the older I get), I thought of all that room had been to me, everything I had been through there. The tears, the laughter, the late night talks with the love of my life as we got to know each other, the hurts and the joys combined of the last 3 years made me realize that my time alone there would always hold a special place in my heart. It’s the spot where God healed me, and I found love and life again. I walked out with only my purse, keys, and a lamp I had purchased while living there even though one was provided me when I moved in. I wanted my own unique light to define my space, and as I left with that light, I realized I had found myself there, the girl I had lost in trying to become a woman. It took getting away from everything and everyone for me to begin to reach my potential, to find my purpose once again, to come back to the person God made me to be, and I understand now, in a way I couldn’t have even a year ago, why God didn’t say “yes” to this house when I first requested it. He had work to do, and of course, He still does, but this time, I am bringing the light with me, and I’m praying that it never goes out again!
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