moving represents so many things.

I hate to move.

Yet in this season in my life with a new job, which requires me to be so much closer instead of so far away, I am moving.

And I’m growing. This is the first time I’ve ever done any of this all by myself. And although I am often overwhelmed, I surprise myself when I realize I can do this. Alone.

This morning, I had to go purchase boxes so that I can pack up. I had already arranged for Salvation Army to come and pick up the donations that I have given them. My mom is coming in 10 days and she will be a huge help. But I’m still terrified.

yet it is the life that I chose. When I left a relationship that lasted nearly 40 years to be on my own, maybe I didn’t realize all that I was giving up and yet all that I was gaining? My independence and finding myself was worth it. It’s just now I realize I don’t have the muscles or the stamina needed to be alone. But that’s something that I can gain.

The good news is that I will be OK. I will manage and I will move on, and I will gain confidence in myself knowing that I don’t need anybody’s help. That should be empowering. And I need to remind myself of that during those times when I doubt myself and loneliness creeps in.

moving represents so many things.