We moved last week and today was when we cleaned up the last remnants of living in the townhouse. It made me a little sad as I sat on the living room floor where the tv stand used to be. As I looked around, I had the thought I often have when things seem to come to end at a place… I felt like we were coming to the end of an era. While I had not lived long there, it was the only home I’d had since arriving to Arkansas. Now, while we have oodles of more space and a nicer home, I can’t help but miss what once was.
Like all things, I left it with a much different life plan than when I arrived late that night of November 30th. That seems to be a line of thought I find myself contemplating often. So much can change in a month. Even more has changed after 4 months. Still, that’s the way things should be. They change and you change with them. You learn and you adapt. It’s the best way to manage it.