On the Eve of a Milestone

Tomorrow morning I close on my first official – all in my name – “forever” home.

At 9 a.m., I’ll meet my dear lender at the title company to sign my name a few dozen times and collect the keys to MY house.

Tonight, as I’m throwing the vestiges of my life {for the past five years in this place – and really the last 39 years} into the many still-open boxes throughout my rental house, it’s hard for me to put my arms around the fact that I’ll lay my head in this place only one more night.

After closing first thing tomorrow, I’ll make a token trip to MY HOUSE to run like a silly mad woman through the three floors of a Never-In-A-Million-Would-I-Have-Dreamed gorgeous town house that I own.

Tonight after work, I got to do a final walk-through in preparation for the closing.

The sellers had moved out and, for the first time – I could see me, and my life! – in my new home.

MY NEW HOME.

Sorry to belabor the point, but it’s just surreal!

Tough to even communicate my feelings just taking it all in tonight.

KANSAS INSIDE

Tomorrow morning, it’s actually finally, really MINE.

While I owned a lovely home in North Carolina {that I adored with all my heart} a decade ago, my name wasn’t the only one on the mortgage.

NC house in snow

Leaving it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done.

Driving away, {quite the basket case, if I’m honest!}, I never imagined that I’d be able to do it again – especially on my own.

God is so very good.

And faithful.

And sovereign.

And I guess that’s what this whole blog post is about.

Packing up has been a truly sobering experience.

Most notably, the photos.

Remnants of a “forever” life that didn’t prove to be.

But that’s OK. In fact, it’s – in hindsight – God’s hand all along.

Life is just so very GOOD.

Who knew?

Just exactly as it’s supposed to be.

Sometimes it takes a few moves {and years} to grasp that you’ve always been – SILLY GIRL! – in the very palm of His hand.

Life can throw some brutal curves, some much worse than others.

Thank goodness, I’ve been on the very light receiving end there.

That said, there’s a quote that I love {and actually have tacked to the wall of my office}.

It will all be OK in the end.

If it’s not OK, it’s not the end.

Good words.

Good truth.

All’s well that ends well.

Tomorrow it ends really well for me.

It’s all OK.

And OK never felt better.

In fact, ‘Grateful’ is the best home I’ve known.

Claire Signature

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