It Felt Like Coming Home

Wren and wren house

By now the tiny little wren (whose beak you can barely see in the hole) has grown strong enough to fly away.  There may be a new little family inhabiting this wren house in my in-laws back yard. 

Last month while visiting my husband’s parents, I stood in their yard for quite a while just listening to all the birds and watching a summer storm brewing.  Sadly, that was one of the last times I was out with my camera taking photos “just because”.   I’ve missed it.   

Today I did go out for a few minutes and photographed some familiar places and bits of nature that always amaze me.  They may not be images I’ll share, but the point is that I got out the door and took photos.  It’s all about the process, isn’t it?  

It felt like coming home.

I recognize that part of my not taking photos or doing much creating has everything to do with major changes coming to our lives.  A bit of grieving has begun in my heart.   

And that is because we are moving in a few weeks from Ohio to Missouri.

My husband has accepted the call to serve a congregation in Moberly, Missouri.  We are excited about the prospects and the opportunities for him, for us, for the people we will be with.  While we will be further away from some of the family, we will be closer to many more, including that precious grandson.   

Meanwhile, our own “nest” is cleaner than it has been for a while because it is up for sale. I enjoy having my home looking nice, but you have to know that I also like to come home and relax, let the clutter gather and the dust bunnies fight in their own corners.   There is a saying that a home should be clean enough to be healthy and dirty enough to be happy…and that is my motto.  

Soon a new family will live in our nest.  They’ll be able to enjoy the light coming in the windows, the sound of birds outside, the look of the perennials growing in the yard.  Whoever they may be, I have no doubt they will enjoy living in this space.  

In the coming weeks I plan to share with you my thoughts about “coming home” and what makes us feel that way.   

Off to chase more dust bunnies…..





10 Replies to “It Felt Like Coming Home”

  1. What a lovely photo…and how appropriate to show the birdhouse as it nears a change in tenants.
    Wow! A move. This is exciting, and the folks in Missouri are so lucky to have the both of you. Just think of all the creativity you will be expending when you build your new nest. You have a lot to look forward to.

    We are moving too, although we're still not sure where. Life and change seem to be synonymous. What an adventure!

    Keep us posted on your progress.
    Bigs hugs,

  2. Oh, Deb! The picture is so beautiful! This is such an exciting time for you and Mark. Missouri is beautiful, too! I Googled Moberly and it looks like beautiful country. Larry grew up not far from Quincy IL and the area is really pretty – rolling hills and lots of forests. You will love it, especially if it's closer to that grandson!

  3. Best wishes on your move! We did just that 6 months ago– after 28 years in one spot! The transition has been hard, but i'm gradually coming around. The new people love the farm we sold them, and that helps. Hardest part has been realizing that this new place is NOT home to my kids. They were all here last weekend.. but it was not coming 'home' for them. No one voiced it…. but it was hard on my heart. Such is the changes of life.
    As long as i have a woods to walk in… and a lens to capture it now and then. That will be home to me.

  4. Hi Deb,
    We, too, are moving. I think. But I fear we have to because we can no longer afford this very inexpensive house. My husband may not have a job in September. I am not up to working. Guess God has other plans for us at age 59 and 62. We'll see.
    As you might have guessed, I connected with your post.

  5. How very exciting…and I'm sure a bit overwhelming too. I think about downsizing sometimes, but we would stay in the area. And how fun to move closer to a grandchild. I just read the comment above by highway…I've wondered about how my kids will feel when we finally do move. I'm sure the new church will welcome you with open arms!

  6. We're going to miss you both so very much but I know it will be good for you and I can't be upset about that. I've always loved your house. If Trent and I were to move back, I'd snatch it up in a second. Love you both!

  7. Deb, you know I feel for you and can empathize with those mixed emotions. No matter how sure you are of the decision, and how excited about the future, it's still hard to leave behind friends, family, a loved home, and all that's familiar and dear. But knowing your spirit, I'm sure you will find a home for your heart in your new place. And there is that sweet grandson nearby!

    There's a blog I follow that you might enjoy:
    She and her husband recently moved from Nebraska to Georgia and she wrote a number of posts, illustrated with her own beautiful photographs, about her thoughts and feelings, the struggle to sell their long-time home, and how they are settling in. Something about her just reminds me of you. My thoughts and prayers are with you as you make this transition, and I hope everything falls into place smoothly for you.
    Love, León

  8. I trust that this move and change will be a positive adventure, opening wide the possibilities of a new life in a new place. With new photographic subjects as well. I am grateful that we were able to meet in person that single time before you left Ohio – a treasured memory for me. I look forward to the tales of your moving and settling in to a new community.

  9. I know you are filled with mixed emotions, ready for a new adventure and already missing your life as it is! I'm praying that your move will go smoothly.

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