It wasn’t just that we were trying to reduce a three bedroom house with Florida room, formal dining room (a.k.a. junk room) and 2.5 car garage into a 31 foot RV. That went relatively easy thanks to a massive Craigslist liquidation, my daughter’s help and many charity drop-offs.
Even the car breaking down midway through the move, and then my daughter’s car breaking down, leaving us all vehicle-less as we relocated 20 miles away wasn’t a deal breaker. Thanks to the help of friends with a truck we managed to continue to move while our car was in the shop.
As things settled down for us we got things settled for the small flock of chickens we had all started a few months ago. We had electricity installed for the RV, Mr. Smith learned to ride his motorcycle on muddy, dirt roads and we fiddled with carpooling schedules and composting toilets. My scooter tire went irreparably flat, then all the bike tires in our household went flat. I decided to go into menopause to make things even more interesting.
I won’t say that during all this we didn’t have any temper flare ups, but I am happy with how we all maintained our sanity. I think things were hardest at the end when we had gotten a taste of normal life but couldn’t quite enjoy it. We were all worn thin with the challenge.
Today I return to my sanity. I ran agin, the first time in three weeks. I was slow but it felt really good. I traveled along dirt roads in the company of no one but a few roosters and some crows. The air was cool, clean and bright. With each step I counted my blessings.
The new life and the old life blended to become the present… a now full of gratitude and appreciation because we had to work so hard for it. Today, I am flooded with peace.