Love makes a house a home.
My house is now void of home for me. This house holds a lifetime with Randy and our children, love and memories. But that is all in the past. Now, there is no Randy here and the children have moved on, and I’m alone.
I don’t want to move from this house and I don’t want to sell. But I also don’t want to live here with the hauntings of an old life. To live, I must find ME in a house to make it my home.
So my challenge is, can this house hold just me? Can this be my world alone now? Or will the old life be so big and strong to leave no room for just me?
Time will unfold this mystery, God will guide. Today the questions nag at my soul.
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The Survivor 
These are practical thoughts. Time will tell. Some may enjoy having all the memories surrounding them. But your pain is still new so it’s so hard to know. Alternatively, Memories can be taken with you wherever you go. It may depend what you want your new journey to look like. Hugs to you Donna. Whatever you decide there is no wrong answer.
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Thank you dear Heather. Yes, I need time with this one!
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