sad thankfulness

I've never experienced such a hard time with a move before.  I counted it - this is the 15th significant move that I've made in my life.  The 6th since Russ & I married 8 years ago.  I'm an experienced packer and unpacker.  I'm good at purging and not moving stuff that I don't need (but you don't need to ask Russ' opinion on that topic - ha!).  I've been very good at not investing too much in my residence....until this last one.  I think that's what makes it so difficult.  This was the first home that I've owned, we built it and I was expecting to be there a long time.  I invested a LOT in this one.

I feel kinda silly about it.  While others I know are mourning the loss of a child or a parent, I'm mourning the loss of a house.  I really shouldn't be this sad about it.  But it's really hard to tell your feelings to stop feeling.

So I'm going to be sad for a bit.
Sad to leave my most favourite home.
Sad to leave close friends.
Sad to leave a good job.
Sad to leave my parents.
Sad that my children can't go back to "their" home.
Sad that we have to start from scratch again.

While I am sad for all of this, I am also immensely THANKFUL for these last 4.5 years here in 100 Mile.  The Lord most clearly lead us here.  I have never doubted our purpose here.  Not even for a second. There has been so much good in my life and so many opportunities to make a difference.  Maybe this strong purpose is also a reason that I feel so sad to leave.  Hmm.

All I can hope and pray is that God has seen us faithful in our calling here.