Moving Back
It’s official. I’m moving back to Arkansas. We don’t have a lot of savings, so what little we have will go farther in Arkansas. Plus, I can be closer to my mom. She has one more round of chemo left and the prognosis is good. But after the scare we had this year, I’d like to be closer to her. Within the last year, she’s had two close calls (doctors say she’s lucky) and I can’t help but want to be closer. You never know what life will bring your way.
As part of this, I’m selling my laptop. It’s beautiful, in good condition – but frankly, the money it could bring would be put to good use right now. There is a slight chance I can resurrect my old laptop. And if not, a cheap PC will work just fine for me.
I’ve had lots of ups and downs recently. As I sort through things to figure out what I can give away and what can come with me, all sorts of memories pop up. I’ve spent a lot of time crying in the shower. It’s the only place I can let go and be sure the sound is drowned out. I don’t want my children to think I don’t have a hard time, but at the same time I feel the need to hold things together for them.
Despite everything, I know what’s important. I know that how I face my situation, how I respond, is more important than what I’m actually going through. I still take the time to enjoy what life is – the smiles of my children, laughing with good friends and the beauty of simple things.
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