Letting Go
Home is where the heart is… and my heart was invested in our home. For 9 years this house had provided security and comfort – the longest I had ever stayed in one place! Chris and I bought this house together after we had committed to a life together (for us this happened when I accepted Chris’ marriage proposal). We then got married in this house, we took care of Chris’ terminally ill brother in this house, my children graduated from high school and university while living in this house, we hosted countless family gatherings in this house. A lifetime – at least my lifetime with Chris – of memories – all grounded in this house. Could we let it go in order to pursue our plan?
The thought of letting go of the house was overwhelming. We had a list of tasks that needed to be done to prepare the house before selling it. We tackled the list with a zeal that betrayed our angst. At times I almost felt sick to my stomach at the thought of what lay ahead, yet at other times I was filled with a euphoric excitement that was difficult to contain. It was an emotionally tumultuous time that I was determined to see through to the end, regardless of the discomfort and anxiety I felt. I realized these feelings were to be expected given the enormity of what we were embarking on and so I was resolved to not be influenced by these intense emotions… rather I would just let them pass like water through a sieve… ahhh… so easy to do when nothing is on the line! read more