I knew when I moved in here fifteen months ago that it was going to be sold eventually.
The opportunity to move here came out of the blue in December of 2025.
The way it happened - I knew I had to follow the path that was being laid out in front of me.
There were times after moving here that I thought I had made a mistake. The isolation. The lonliness. It overwhelmed me the first few months and then still hung around after that.
But very quietly, something shifted.
In the silence I began finding myself. And actually liking who I was. And in the silence I heard the whispers of my faith, even when they became shouts.
A beautiful place was created here. The feeling of peace. Healing. Love and Light.
But the most profound discovery made here was that I deserved all of that.
Some of you may not understand the depth of that.
But I do.
And that's what matters to me.
So, this place was put on the market.
I truly thought I would most likely move back to the city. It seemed the practical thing to do. Closer to work. Easier.
Then, just like this place was laid out before me, it happened again.
I'm moving to the other side of this mountain. Near to where I had a house long ago, with kids still at home, or coming around often. With three black labs and a large weimarainer. A place full of noise and activity and life.
The new place is still in the country, with incredible views of the mountains. It's not on a dirt road tho and is a little closer to work and to town
This move will be just me, Frankie and Sydney. But this time, I am in a different place mentally and spiritually. Here has been dubbed by some of my dear friends as the Healing House. From childhood trauma to adult choices and accepting of things I didn't choose.
I'm downsizing a little in size but it's literally perfect for me. There is a beautful deck on the back . Rolling hills and these mountains that I love. You will see lots of photos I'm sure. hahaha
For a while now, I've been realtor ready as they have brought people through here. At first I dreaded that part, but it wasn't so bad. I was never here when they showed the place but I never had a feeling of invasiveness. And Frankie did fine with the people. Well... she loves people anyway.
So.. for the next bit of time, now that the showings are over, I will be very busy packing and stuff. I do have a lot of stuff. haha. And even tho the last weekend of May seems a bit of time away, it really isn't.
Last time I moved, I was very sick. I couldn't do anything hardly. My kids helped me - well actually, they packed everything. Moved it all and helped me unpack some of the stuff. Becky spent all day one Saturday organizing the enormous closet for me here.
I had my family for Christmas this year and it was awesome. I decorated the entire house and a hawk visited me on Christmas Day, which was the first Christmas day of my life that I was alone. And it wasn't so bad after all.
The place I am moving to is smaller, still three bedrooms and one and a half bath tho. And that beautiful deck on the back. I think its going to be perfect for me and I can't wait to be able to get it set up. It's also in the country but on a paved and state maintained road. A very familiar area and a country store with the best cheeseburgers in the world not very far away.
Now that the place here is sold, I can start truly packing. And with what all my kids had to do for me last time, I want to have all that kind of thing completely finished. So all they will have to do is move the heavy stuff. I'm getting a smaller Uhaul truck this time since its not that far that I'm going and we can make multiple trips. Last time I got the humungous one and my son really didn't like that big ole truck! hahahaha. Cuz I sure wasn't gonna drive it. This time will be better. He's also coming up one weekend in May with a trailer to move some stuff to storage for me. Will make moving day easier. There are boxes in the third bedroom here that I haven't unpacked from moving in here.. so they can just go to storage and I will go through them later. I'm thinking of fall, spending a day there and sorting through years of stuff. Years and years. I think there are probably boxes of school papers from when the kids were in school. I've had that storage room for way more than twenty years. It's just simply a rented attic 
Sorry for the long post but I wanted to get it all in. I'll be sharing stuff along the way about it all but i only wanted to say all this once.
For those who follow Whispering Horn, I have notdone a post on there for a few weeks now.. but this same post will be shared there tonight. I'll get back to the every Monday morning posts this weekend. I usually do them on Sunday and schedule them to post on Monday mornings.
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