It is interesting how moving house stirs up emotions and memories. I have tried to really go through and let go of a bunch of "old stuff" this time. We had an enclosed burning barrel on the farm, so it was a good opportunity to release old documents, and even some photos that no longer bring joy. Books are harder to let go of, and I am truly grateful to my devoted helpers for carrying those heavy boxes, as well as moving my grandmother's piano for the first time since the early 1950's. I hold on to the things I truly cherish.
And so begins a new chapter, my significant other of 6 years and I finally setting up a home together and embarking on a business endeavour in the construction sector, a change for me but not him. I am thankful for the things that accompany me throughout the other changes, including my web projects and little Cleo. Although prompted by events beyond my control, this move is largely by my own design and we are truly fortunate to have the choices available to us. Let it be a time of growth and gratitude :)