Two years ago(well actually on July 5) we closed the deal on our "old homestead" back in Ontario and headed off into the sunset essentially homeless for the next six days or so. What I remember from that day are a couple of things. One was that we did all the we needed to finish up, including packing our car in the rain and as well the ass-breaking tumble I took down our deck steps tht had become as slippery as fu@k given the aformentioned rain.
The second thing I felt was when we finally locked the backdoor and I hid the keys for the new owner under the BBQ cover was a feeling of "this was it - it really is the thing - it is happening." And also it felt like we need to exit quickly, in that lingering around would just make it a tad more painful. I guess surreal might have been an appropriate word for that moment.
Like many events that happen in life, one can be in a state of "shock" and that it does take some time for the shock to wear off and for reality and a new-normal to take hold and set in. I guess it did then - I don't honestly remember. I do remember having a lot of fun and dinners out and about. Maybe that smoothed and eased the shock process a bit.
What I do remember and at least it was like this for me(can't speak for Lynn on this), was leaving early on that morning for Nova Scotia, I didn't have the level of sorrow or sadness when I locked the door on our old home a week before. I just simple wanted to get on the road and get those 12 hours behind us.
We had a lot of memories tied up in our home along the shore of south Georgian Bay. Of course locking that door finished a chapter of our lives. But, it also opened and started a new one that we are still writing.
From July 2022 .........
After months of searching far and wide and all the worry and excitement of house selling and buying, we've finally reached "That Day."
Everything is packed; our movers came yesterday and loaded the last of our boxes and a couple of pieces of furniture. We did a trial run of packing the car(it's tight - I'll have to stop and get out if I need to change my mind) and all I have left to do is take some leaf bags to the waste transfer station and that's about it.
And somewhere between 10 and 11:00am, we'll lock the back door for the last time. Our destination for the next week is Lynn's aunt(more of a sister relationship really).
Then in six days, we'll be hitting the head in the wee hours of the morning to complete the final chapter of this part of the journey - Nova Scotia. It hasn't really hit me yet that we're at this point now or even that we're at this point in the first place. To this point, it's been far too much of a whirlwind journey to have felt or experienced any feelings of nostalgia or missing the "old homestead."
But, our next and new chapter is being written as I type away this morning, and that is very, very exciting and still with so many unknowns in front of us. So, that's about it.
Still, a bit to do today before we hit the road.
I do wish it would stop raining though.
--as always with love--
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