I remember that post! Your response to the last paragraph seems promising.
My own adjustment to Columbia is taking time, I think because we're also adjusting to retirement and don't have enough friends here yet. We have a great evening with a couple of people, and then there's this stretch afterwards where we tell ourselves, it takes time.
I'm glad for the picture of the creekside. I've loved your description of the outdoors in these familiar Blue Ridge Mountains of my home. You write and I SEE. You write and I taste, smell, hear, imagine. And I have hoped you'd do the same from where you are now. Expand my horizon with the words you find.
Journaling is especially important at times of change. I was just looking back at my journal from 2023 when I moved back to England and marveling at how much my life has changed.
I remember that post! Your response to the last paragraph seems promising.
My own adjustment to Columbia is taking time, I think because we're also adjusting to retirement and don't have enough friends here yet. We have a great evening with a couple of people, and then there's this stretch afterwards where we tell ourselves, it takes time.
I'm glad for the picture of the creekside. I've loved your description of the outdoors in these familiar Blue Ridge Mountains of my home. You write and I SEE. You write and I taste, smell, hear, imagine. And I have hoped you'd do the same from where you are now. Expand my horizon with the words you find.
you have survived one of life's difficult hurdles in moving to a smaller space in a different land. It will be exciting to see where you go from here.
from AI:
Renewal in a Smaller Space
We boxed up echoes from the past, Each treasured keepsake held so fast. With every item, tough decisions, Turning cluttered rooms into visions.
The letting go was hard at first, A bittersweet and gentle burst. But as the load grew light to bear, We found new freedom in the spare.
Our footsteps now embrace the flow, In halls where love and laughter grow. No longer lost in endless rooms, Our cozy nook serenely blooms.
Sunlight paints the walls anew, Unveiling shades we never knew. The little things now mean so much, A loving glance, a tender touch.
Our garden is a window sill, Yet bursting blooms enchant us still. Birds sing just outside our door, A simpler life reveals much more.
The heart expands as space contracts, A paradox of proven facts. In shedding what's no longer needed, We gained a joy that's superseded.
No longer bound by excess things, We soar on newfound weightless wings. The past cherished, the future bright, We revel in this fresh delight.
Embracing less, we live life more, Our spirits high, our worries floor. In this small space, we've come to see, The vastness of simplicity.
Journaling is especially important at times of change. I was just looking back at my journal from 2023 when I moved back to England and marveling at how much my life has changed.
Creek photo--Fred, you forgot to bring the barn! Randall
This is a very interesting post, Fred.