Gah. Just call me Sentimental Sally.
I took another Healing Day yesterday, sat around remembering the early and later years of Lennon and McCartney, how they made me smile on normal housekeeping days and the way they napped in sunlight and enriched my hours. The way I could pause in all the work and music and happiness to hug them and scratch their backs.
But now they're gone... the days, the cats and I'm sitting here repeating this song, this Once Upon a Time, over and over with tears in my eyes.
Oh, I can't wait to get to Hobbit Cottage! Though yes, I realize we're not supposed to wish days away (since they're all too precious), but just this once maybe it's ok. Perhaps (but I'm thinking probably not...). Sigh.
Healing Days! I've taken far too many here on this farm. Seems I'm always recuperating from the death of something, sitting here as though in a waiting room, waiting to recuperate and for healing to arrive. But how necessary these days are, otherwise hurts get stuffed down and down, erupting some far-off day, taking one by surprise and bringing confusion ("Where's this coming from? I thought I was fine!")
Oh well. There's much decluttering to do and I'm releasing much! Flinging it all to the winds.
And may I return to the simple life of dusting, washing dishes and staring out windows while music from old decades plays. Cookbooks and 1930's magazines upon the kitchen table.
My former life--can't wait to get back there, though with a new twist.
I know. Give it time and don't wish away the days! Enjoy them all, even amongst their imperfections.
I know, I know. ツ
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Thankfully, I began reading a fun book yesterday, one even from this century(!) It's called Leave It To Claire by Tracey Bateman and is about a Christian fiction writer who's a single mom of four kids. And so much more. Check it out here.
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Do not say, “Why were the old days better than these?” For it is not wise to ask such questions." ... Ecclesiastes 7:10
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"Thank God we can press on to what He has in store for us. In the meantime we need to keep our hand to the plow and quit looking back to what once was and will never be again." ... Joyce Meyer
(I was so grateful to read that on Facebook on Sunday. So needed it.)
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Joyce always has a good word for us to help us along our journey.
ReplyDeleteNice song, nice voice. Life, to me, seems a progression of adjustments to changes, which seem to happen more quickly than in years past. Good you are busy during these days of parting. As my last chick has flown the nest, I am glad to have many extra things to do right now. It helps.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
I grew up with John Gary singing, as he was the one of my parents' favorites. His voice carried my mother through her last illness and strengthened me with its beautiful power. We move in 2.5 weeks, as well, but we do not have a house to go to, yet. I am flying to our new city to check out some homes with the hubby this weekend, and I am confident that God has prepped the right place just for us, and we will find it this weekend. May both our move be filled with Grace! :)
ReplyDeleteI am also confident, that perhaps when you least expect it, new years of cats will come to you and Tom, perhaps even as a couple of siblings, such as the ones up for adoption at our vet's office, that I have had to resist scooping up. They will make a new home at Hobbit Cottage. :)