The old familiar nostalgic feel pervades the early morning hours...
Days are slowly vanishing beyond a premature chill. Gaudy afternoons are starting to lose their shade; already looking weary and somewhat somnolent. The garden is embracing sleep a tad earlier than usual. Summer wanes. Seasons change. Resolutions and dreams take physical form; they concretize, bringing an assortment of feelings which are difficult to explain, as thrill and uncertainty sync and dance in concert with life.
And thus, we sit back and watch with astounding eyes as life unfolds before us in surprising and unexpected ways.
We sit, and watch, and from time to time, too, stop to ponder and dream and smell the roses and collect petals, remembering that perhaps these are the last roses and the last petals ever to be collected and treasured from our dear garden.
Selling our house has been harder than we had ever anticipated it would be. Things are extremely tough for home sellers now that the market has been dropping for a while. In a down market like this, you have to be willing to make some concessions on price. Still... no luck thus far.
The hardest part? Having to 'un-cluttered' the garden by removing some of the lovely bushes and perennials, in case they may be scaring away potential buyers who don't have the time or desire to care for a garden of this magnitude.
I am mystified and astonished beyond belief by all the things that have slowly been unfolding in both, my life and my husband's since the beginning of the year. Imperative decisions, huge changes. I believe that nothing is random, that there is always a reason or purpose to something; particularly true to those whose faith and trust are deposited on our Creator.
Yes, I certainly believe God has a plan or purpose for every one of us. Many people go through life without ever thinking about it—but that doesn't change the fact that God put us where we are for a purpose. Do you believe this? I hope you do!
May you be blessed abundantly.
PS: We didn't get our house in the woods from my last post. Our plans fell through at the last minute to someone who bid higher than the asking price. And all on the same day we happened to put our offer... just minutes after, by the way. Isn't that odd? And thus, we are back to ground zero. No house. No prospect thus far. Although I have my eyes set on this one now... well, maybe.
I really couldn't begin to thank you enough for all the kind emails, and thoughtful comments and prayers... and yes, even that special post! It is so wonderful to belong to this sisterhood of like-minded people like you. I love you all!