Tomorrow is the big move although we got the keys to our new home this morning. As we leave one place and nest in another this is our fifth home in 5 years. Perhaps we'll get to stay a while.
Moving house always stirs the emotions we experienced when we left Northern Ireland and moved to Virginia in November 2010. Below is an extract from a blog post I wrote the month we arrived in the New World.
"Parting is such sweet sorrow ... and taking off
from Belfast International, I
watched the Welcome to Belfast sign for as long as possible, holding on
to the lasting impressions from the hugs of my family and friends.
I
thought I'd settle myself into the new life with a manicure in Newark
airport - well a girl has to look the part. However, I was confronted in
my chillaxing with the wall reminder that:
Every single one of us, at various times,
finds ourselves forced to endure a situation we probably wouldn't choose.
What
a leveler. It's easy to be so fixated on our own journeys that we
become numb to the travels of our fellow passengers. How many people
have been displaced since Richard and I accepted the opportunity to move
to Washington?
I've been thinking a lot about dislocation - the process or result of things not being where they should be; life not being the way it was supposed to
be. Or the reality that at various points in all our lives God uproots
us - physically, emotionally, spiritually - and sets us somewhere else.
Sometimes He is gentle with us, wooing and cajoling us along; other
times he sends a whirlwind because He's maybe struggling to get our
attention or maybe just because....
I'm hoping that my
dislocation breeds compassion for my fellow travellers who are all in
varying stages of being picked up and set-down somewhere else."
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