The time has come where I can finally show you pictures of the rebuild of our home. I hope to bring you updates as we move through each phase of the building process. This is how the block has looked since we demolished the old place. The site was marked out using this poles. Friday…… Continue reading Finally!!!
I yearned for the old house to be demolished. Wanting to take a sledge hammer to it myself, I needed it to be gone. For over 14 months the house sat there while it collected cobwebs and the next doors neighbour’s cat enjoyed the smorgasbord of rodents occupying the empty space. Ever since the tree…… Continue reading D day
Home exists in my heart and kept alive in my dreams. Guiding each step and traces each footprint. Home never dies, never comes and goes Home is within, even if not yet seen Home is held in the earth, the stars, the wind and the trees Homes is breathed into by life Home creates feelings,…… Continue reading Home
The winds of change are sweeping through, clearing out the remnants of your storm. No longer in limbo, change is here and it is real- we can finally move on. Disbelief sat briefly with me while I watched it transform into peace, as the door on the pain and anguish closed with a thud. The…… Continue reading Day 301
Dark clouds move swiftly through this week with such force and speed. No sign of a storm for the past 4 months I catch this one thundering across the horizon. Flash goes the lightning and I flinch with such ease. A deep rumble rolls the intensity of the storm up the hill. The darkness gains…… Continue reading Day 294
Tunnel vision All alone Wind blows Bringing a choice Do I? Silence breaks Deeper I go Darkness falls All alone Wind blows Another choice Do I ? My head bows Uncertainty Unknown Silence breaks Lifting my chin Surrounded by life Ponder Contemplate Another choice whizzes by Do I? Which way? Which one? Laugh or cry?…… Continue reading Day 259
I found my way back home this week. Breaking through the hesistance of turning down that street. Slowly moving up the tree lined driveway shaking my head in disbelief. The house still sits there waiting. It’s wound so deep and open, exposed so vulnerably. Cautious of spending too much time there I head…… Continue reading Day 210
Day 175 I miss the days in the old place. The warmth by the fire, flickering and crackling of flames so comforting. The familiar scent of wood smoke reminds me of home. Looking back at the quietness and ease of life, I miss it all. We are reminded during a break in the process, a…… Continue reading Day 175