I bought my house in August of 2003 and it was perfect…..till it wasn’t.
I remember the first days noticing that I could see my neighbors get their milk from their fridge. There was so little privacy, so I added a fence.
And it was perfect….till it wasn’t
I remember the first winter and the heat bills and the drafts, so I started to replaced windows
And it was perfect….till it wasn’t
I remember the very hot summer and realizing that soon the furnace would surely go out as well. So I upgraded to a new furnace with air.
And it was perfect till it wasn’t
And I began to dream of counter space replacing my pedestal sink and the remodel project became significant and changed the layout of my main floor
And it was perfect till it wasn’t
And then my wood wall was so dark and I knew white would give the living room a cozy feel….
And it was perfect till it wasn’t
I love creating home space that is warm and cozy when I am home alone and functional and comfortable for family dinners, when I have a crowd over or host a work party or open house.
I long to be creative and create changes that enhance the space I call home and I strive to be content. I don’t want to continue finding more to change and I love the process of creating change. And so I live in the tension and reality of and it was perfect till it wasn’t….
I wonder where you find this theme in your life. Is it in your relationships, your home, your wardrobe?
Where do you long for change and desire to be settled….
I am not sure this will ever change in me, but I do find it helpful to name it and claim it and understand this within myself. I want to continue to strive for a deep sense of peace and contentment, recognizing that change can be good and bring growth.
I have a hunch I am not alone and somehow that is comforting.