What I Do When I’m in the Thick of It
My house is for sale. I have lived in my Phoenix home for twelve years, with a brief period of rental in the middle while I moved about the country. I love my home. It fits me. And, I know it is time to move. My life went from abundant and succulent to dried up. My work was being requested in other States, not Arizona, and the heat began to make my body sick instead of expectant like it once did. My social circle, for a large part, moved away. I didn’t want to pay attention to my life calling me elsewhere and I continued to delay the inevitable. And then I couldn’t any longer. I committed that 2020 would be the year that I would do what was mine and move. Then the virus hit. I felt as though the time to uproot myself was not in the midst of a pandemic, so I would wait it out. How long could that be? Possibly years. Every time I...
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