t'is the season for apple picking, and that's what we did. the oldings and us went out to wyn farms and picked a half-bushel each. many of the apples were speckled with black stuff. tim was pretty picky about the quality of apple, and brendan was less picky but picked less. i'm glad it's fall and my food-pollen allergies have subsided for yet another year. these apples ARE delicious.
my head has been pretty jam packed for the last few days. brendan and i have been tossing around the idea of house-buying which is a big consideration with many pros and cons. as a result it's been difficult to think or talk about anything else. in considering a move, my thoughts turned to "the maxi pad" - where i've been living for 5+ years. it began to drag me down until i reached the point of crying a little bit. i felt better after my cry, which is good, but i wonder about my attachment to my home. i don't really understand why i feel so connected, that it would hurt or make me cry to think about leaving. in many ways the maxi pad was my coming of age home. which is important, but it's also healthy to move on i think. i love my balcony so much that it makes me wonder if i love it too much. i've kind of concluded that attachment is connected to a sense of belonging. i feel truly at home in my home, which is something i didn't always feel. it took me some time to feel that the maxi pad was mine. all this to say, is that it feels like moving, or the thought of moving, is quite similar to a break-up. i have to permanently part ways with it in order to move on. it stinks because my heart wants both things - again like a break-up. thankfully, just as in relationships, after my cry this weekend i feel more reconciled. i feel more mended, more ready to let go. a little bit more over it than i was, which is good. even if we end up deciding to not move any time soon, i feel that i've made an important step forward. i'm not holding on quite so tightly.
living room entered it's seventh season this year - which is nutts! it's hard to imagine that we've been meeting together and talking about elements of faith for so many years. it was a good start to the season, a good mix of different folks from different places and stations. i felt encouraged, that this will be a challenging and growing experience for us collectively.
my head has been pretty jam packed for the last few days. brendan and i have been tossing around the idea of house-buying which is a big consideration with many pros and cons. as a result it's been difficult to think or talk about anything else. in considering a move, my thoughts turned to "the maxi pad" - where i've been living for 5+ years. it began to drag me down until i reached the point of crying a little bit. i felt better after my cry, which is good, but i wonder about my attachment to my home. i don't really understand why i feel so connected, that it would hurt or make me cry to think about leaving. in many ways the maxi pad was my coming of age home. which is important, but it's also healthy to move on i think. i love my balcony so much that it makes me wonder if i love it too much. i've kind of concluded that attachment is connected to a sense of belonging. i feel truly at home in my home, which is something i didn't always feel. it took me some time to feel that the maxi pad was mine. all this to say, is that it feels like moving, or the thought of moving, is quite similar to a break-up. i have to permanently part ways with it in order to move on. it stinks because my heart wants both things - again like a break-up. thankfully, just as in relationships, after my cry this weekend i feel more reconciled. i feel more mended, more ready to let go. a little bit more over it than i was, which is good. even if we end up deciding to not move any time soon, i feel that i've made an important step forward. i'm not holding on quite so tightly.
living room entered it's seventh season this year - which is nutts! it's hard to imagine that we've been meeting together and talking about elements of faith for so many years. it was a good start to the season, a good mix of different folks from different places and stations. i felt encouraged, that this will be a challenging and growing experience for us collectively.
we returned the dtv converter. andrew and shannon told us they don't work in kingston, that's why it didn't work properly. after our compromise of buying it, we were both happy about returning it. it's nice being on the same page again.
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I also feel incredibly attached to my house. More than to any other place I've lived. What I wish I felt was just overwhelming gratitude for this wonderful house without the sense of extreme loss and grief at the thought of ever having to leave it.
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