Road Weary, Half Way There
Indoor miles on moving day.
The shuttle to the moving van a few hundred yards down the gravel lane
We literally could not have pulled this off without the extraordinary help of this frog —no wait I mean our daughter Holli, who is happy even at the end of a massively stressful day. Thank you Hotel Floyd for seeing us off our last night
Hot coffee, a quick shower and 6 more hours on the road including through STL
And finally, some bad news: we learned that we will not be able to move into our apartment with our furniture until it’s delivered sometime in the middle of next week, so we will be living out of a suitcase, which I do not look forward to, but somehow we’ll get past it.
And finally, some bad news: we learned that we will not be able to move into our apartment with our furniture until it’s delivered sometime in the middle of next week, so we will be living out of a suitcase, which I do not look forward to, but somehow will get past it.
So I just wanted to let folks know where in transition and hold up fairly well. It happens .
Transitions are not easy, with unexpected events.
from AI:
In Between
In the quiet moments, between dusk and dawn, Where shadows linger, and dreams are drawn, We stand on the edge, of what was and will be, Caught in the currents of life’s vast sea.
The past, a whisper, a fading song, Memories linger, but time moves along. The future, a canvas, yet to be painted, With hopes and fears, both loved and tainted.
Transitions are bridges, fragile and thin, Where the old ends, and the new begins. Steps uncertain, hearts full of doubt, Seeking the path, to figure it out.
Change is a river, relentless and wide, We wade through its waters, with the tide. Each step forward, a leap of faith, In the dance of life, we find our place.
Embrace the unknown, with courage and grace, For every ending, a new start takes place. In the in-between, where we often feel lost, We find our strength, no matter the cost.
So, hold on tight, to dreams and to hope, Through life’s transitions, we learn to cope. For in every change, there’s a chance to grow, A journey of becoming, as we ebb and flow.
I hope you find a lovely place for your few days of living out of a suitcase. Make it a good time of rest between the loading and the unpacking