|Another postcard soon on it's way to a new home|
What is unusual is that we aren't the ones moving. For the first time, we are the ones staying and I have to admit I don't know how to feel about that. Daniel and I have gypsy blood in our veins and have - up to now - moved about every three years, if not to a new town, then to a new house. We've now been here for six years and it feels odd.
Is this it? Forever more? Are there any new adventures out there for us? Of course, I know the answers to all of those questions - after all, all of life is an adventure and nothing ever stays the same. And the biggest adventure lies in going inward, not moving around on the outside.
But I guess for today, I am trying to figure out how to feel settled not just on the outside, but in my emotions as well. How to grow while staying in place...