Change can be exciting, challenging and exhausting all at the same time.
Mary Bea has been home from her first year in seminary for this summer and her presence has been a wonderful gift for me. I’m so thankful. But it is almost time for her to go back.
Many of you know that we have had our house on the market for the past two years. For many people in the country, this has also been one of the hardest time to sell a house. We finally have a contract to sell, and have decided to rent in Birmingham close to my work until Mary graduates in 20 months.
First, the grief of leaving.
Ten years ago, just a few months before I fell in love with Mary Bea Sullivan, I built this house on a bluff overlooking beautiful Smith Lake in North Alabama and have enjoyed countless sunsets, clear clean water, and a canopy of stars on clear nights. This is where our love for one another was nurtured. Our children lived here through their high school and college years. Our house has provided the space to share meals together, swim, water ski, laugh, and cry together.
The first night after we signed the contract to sell it, I had to let it go. Mary was wise and just held me while I cried. Sobbed would be more descriptive. No words were necessary.
I learned again that good, wise decisions in our lives can be painful, and yet still be the right thing to do.
Second, sometimes we have to let go of old dreams in order for new ones to be born.
We have decided to rent for the next couple of years so that we can be “lighter on our feet” when Mary graduates.
Our new place is ONE mile from my work. After driving 40,000 miles per year for 10 years, I will walk or bike to work each day.
It is the beginning of a new dream. A dream to live closer to work, to own less, to live more simply. More about this dream later.
What kind of dreams are you letting go of these days? And what kind of new dreams do you want to see?
Peace be with you.