Hi everyone!
Sorry that I went MIA for a short time.
Things started moving too fast for me and when that happens I have learned to center into myself and my faith.
This place I currently live in.
In December of 2025 I received a random text asking me if I wanted to rent this home which was sitting empty.
I knew that it was the path being laid out before me.
How did I know that?
Well, I had been sick. Heartbroken. Sad. Lost my sense of purpose. Lost my faith.
But I had written on my calendar at the beginning of that December...
December has 31 Days.
Trust God.
So I knew with this random text on December 28 of 2025 that this is the direction I needed to go.
The move was a nightmare. My health was terrible. My kids had to do almost all of the packing and moving and they helped with some of the unpacking.
I found myself in this big place - three bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. I found myself traveling two dirt roads to even get here... and I thought,
what in the heck have I done?
I'm co dependent.
I'm battling depression.
I'm sick with a diagnosed illness.
I'm prone to severe panic attacks when I am alone.
I am alone.
The silence was deafening.
Slowly, I started putting things in order here.
I started lighting white candles again.
My health began to improve drastically.
As more time moved.. the lonliness still was unbearable at times, but I did bear it.
And my faith grew.
In the silence, things shifted and I learned to live with things that I could not change.
And that's the key to most grief.
So fast forward to fifteen months later.
I knew when I moved here that it would be for about a year and then the place would be put on the market to sell.
So one Thursday evening, I received a phone call that the place was going on the market. And asked if I was interested in buying it.
I thought of all the healing I had done here. How I had found myself here. And I liked who I was. How I had coped. Accepted. How my faith was restored many times more than it ever had been.
How my friends had dubbed this place the Healing House. Because that's what it was.
And I had created this space of Light and Love and Life.
And I knew that it's purpose for me was done.
There were moments of fear that tried to creep in. What if it sold fast? What if I couldn't find another place to live quick enough. What if what if what if.
This was March of 2026 and on my calendar had been written, by me at the beginning of the month, before any of this had happened with the plans to sell the home,
on my calendar it said
March has 31 days.
Trust God.
So on March 29 of 2026 a friend texted me.
And she had a property to lease that she wanted to show me.
It's still in the country. Not far from here. On a paved and state maintained road. This place I currently live is a double wide, and the new place will be a single wide. On private land. Three bedrooms and a bath and a half. Less space but absolutely perfect for me.
This healing house was on the market for twelve days and it sold.
For twelve days, I kept it realtor ready and many different folks were brought through as I was at work or appointments were made on the weekends or evenings.
The place I am moving to is undergoing a renovation and the timing all fell into place perfectly.
I have the past week or so plus the month of May to get it all packed and ready to move. My kids will help me once more, but this time, only with the heavy lifting.
This weekend I filled a lot of boxes, emptied some shelves and packed away kitchen stuff I won't be using over the next month.
I emptied one full closed today from the guest bedroom. I emptied out most of my big closet in my room. There is still more I plan to do in there over the next week. The third bedroom here has a large closet as well and it is full with stored boxes and items from my last move. I hope to have that under control by next weekend.
