I recently sold my home — a place that held nearly three decades of memories. Letting go of something that has been part of your life for that long is not an easy decision. Yet toward the end of the process, I truly felt that the move was guided by something greater than myself.

My home turned out to be the perfect place for the family who purchased it. I had the pleasure of meeting the wonderful couple who will now live there, and knowing that my home is going to people who will love and enjoy it as much as I did means more to me than I can explain.

I moved out on April 4th and am currently staying in an extended stay while waiting for the closing process on my new home. It’s a strange space to exist in — not quite where I was, and not yet where I’m going.

Since selling my home, life has slowed down in some ways. I was able to let go of my second job, which means I finally have downtime after work. In theory, that should mean more time to write, read, and post. But the truth is, I’ve found myself lacking the drive.

Everyone tells me how exciting this time must be — a new chapter, a fresh start. And while I understand that, the reality is a little more complicated. To begin something new, I had to let go of a piece of my past. That hasn’t been easy.

Thankfully, my girls have been a comfort through it all. They check in on me, spend time with me, and remind me that I’m not alone in this transition.

This afternoon felt like a turning point. Instead of staying in my room after work, I went out with my girls and we took a walk through the park. Walking along the trails and connecting with nature felt like a small form of healing.

For the first time in a few weeks, I felt the urge to sit down and write.

I know this feeling of limbo won’t last forever. Life has a way of moving us forward, even when the steps feel slow. There is a lesson in this moment for me — a chance for growth, reflection, and clarity.

I am grateful for how things have unfolded, even if the transition feels heavy at times. I believe the road ahead will smooth out, and new doors will open. I just have to hold on to that belief.

In this quiet season, I plan to spend time working on the next installment of the Happy Little Series and continuing Free From the Looking Glass.

The sadness I feel now will eventually fade. The memories will always stay with me, and when I finally step into my new home, I know it will become a place where many new memories are made.