Yesterday I told my home for the past thirty-two plus years “good bye” and thanked it for being such a good home for me. We have grown together. It saw the addition first of a TV/family room, then an oversized one car garage to store tools and equipment in addition to the car, and finally the vaulted ceiling kitchen, complete with my first dishwasher and trash compactor. For my part, I grew in my understanding of stewardship around the home – of paying attention to problems and getting them taken care of, rather than putting my head in the sand. I grew in relationship with a number of trades people who were kind, caring, and talented. And of course, we both grew older.
The first closing yesterday was for the sale of this much loved home. I had been in contact with the couple who bought it by way of email, but we did not meet until yesterday morning. And it was as I expected – a joyous meeting. They are enthused and I am grateful for someone new coming to the home and to the neighborhood, and am certain it is a good fit all the way around.
In the afternoon I closed on the home I have now bought, in a neighboring town. The woman who sold it had been here for forty-four years, and the sale was hard for her as the home contained so many memories of her family growing up here.
We have both been called to letting go. I am releasing the home that served me well in the way I wanted it for these past years. The new folks have already spoken of making changes – particularly to the garage; it will not serve as a shelter for the car! In all honesty this surprised me as I had so enjoyed having a garage for the car, especially in the winter. But the home is no longer mine. I am releasing it to them to make it be the home they want. As we left the afternoon closing (for my new home) I mentioned that I was not moving in immediately because I was going to have some floor work done; and as soon as I had said so, I regretted it because she really does seem to be having a hard time. But she needs to let go to, to release the property to me to make it mine.
I am so happy that I have chosen this new home. I think it is going to be just right (but for the back yard which is a tad larger than I might have hoped). The next move is unlikely to be one I anticipate with joy; I will however, try to hold onto my growing understanding of the need to let go, and do so with grace. "For surely I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord, plans for your welfare and not for harm, to give you a future with hope." [Jeremiah 29:11]