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Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Roots
Today has been a day of reflecting on my life. It seems that we are always moving and you know that just take the wind out of your sails. I feel that I am settled again and for now and who knows when we will move again. After it is all over and I can settle and think I start getting rid of things or rather I find them a new home. It feels good to move things on to someone else. It also feels good to put down roots again. Maybe we will stay here forever and for as long as my forever is. Thank you Dear God for roots again.
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As someone who has moved around a lot, from one part of the UK to another, fifteen moves by age forty and on two occasions having to pack up a household and move twice within three months, I know the value of roots. However, I have itchy feet, possibly from all that moving about, and so whilst I love this old house of ours in East Anglia (Norfolk), there are times when I dream of pastures new, a new house to make into a home, new paths to walk, new woods and beaches to walk through and on. But I doubt it will happen, and my husband will be mighty pleased about that I can tell you! Thanks for joining my blog... and since you are a sister of someone who has become such a dear friend, you are especially welcomed!
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