So, remember about a month back, I published a post, The Village Vibe, about how great it was to live in the same place for a good period of time, well lets just say that was a bit of a Freudian slip. I guess I was living in denial, thinking that my lovely 1500 sq. ft cottage was ample for myself, my four growing children and my 6'5" husband. Alas, I was mistaken, it has become abundantly apparent that we are quickly (read already) outgrowing our home. So, we came to a decision a few weeks back that we need to look for a larger place. Sadly this means leaving our wonderful neighbourhood as there is nothing large enough in our budget.
I kind of shrunk back into myself as I came to terms with this whole idea. Leaving a place that fit me like a glove, a slightly small glove, but a glove all the same. Many of our friends who know us well, have stepped into this house, only to remark how "Sam and Mary" it is. We were so lucky when we found this home. I have moved many times in my life, too many to mention or be believed, but this move, to here, was the most seamless I have ever experienced. We immediately met a great group of like minded friends and neighbours. I found a great hairdresser, dentist and with a little search a great doctor.
The girls and Jack made friends, many on the same street. We found art classes, joined the Y and discovered music teachers who resonated with each child. Our house became alive with music and art. Our garden full of friends on a summers eve.
When we first saw this house, we were drawn in, like children drawn to the sound of a passing ice cream truck, giddy with excitement. There is something magical about this place. The garden is delightful, with many little areas to explore. The house full of hidden surprises, secret doors and cupboards. We stayed for the full open house and made an offer later that day. I am not sure if we picked this house, or it picked us.
I have packed away a great deal of what makes this house our home, so someone else can imagine their lives within these walls. I have filled boxes, moved furniture, taken down all that is personal to me. It has been hard, there have been many tears. But, I do have to say putting so much in boxes did reaffirm for me the need for a larger space.
I have come to terms with moving on, this is the right move for our family. I am looking forward. But for now I must sit, waiting in limbo, for that special person that this house chooses as it's next owner.