Coming on 13 years of marriage and blended family life next month. Ever closer to living a once-thought impossible dream.
Not just the building of a house – the physical structure – but the building of something bigger than that.
A unity that has been years in the making. One that has eluded us in so many ways before, now taking center stage in our lives and relationship.
A friend of mine put it best this week:
“It often doesn’t matter who or what pushed you to be better. Or how it happened. It is a simple blessing, nonetheless, that you ever had a reason to get better to begin with.”
We are each others’ reasons. We always have been. All 3 of us continue to learn how to be a better family. We’ve come such a long, long way.
This will be our front porch view. Watching the occasional car drive down the literal road-less-traveled. Sunset side. Home to deer and turkeys.
This will be the back porch view. Pictures don’t do it justice. SunRISE view. Overlooking pastures of rolling land and content bovine.
When we first started talking about building, there were so many things to discuss and figure out. And after talking to the contractor, I remember texting my dad and asking him if it was normal to feel so nauseated at the beginning of this process.
He assured me it was. And that it would continue. Until we spent the first night in the new house. I would know then, he assured me, that every challenge or stressor had been worth it.
My husband, daughter and I went out to see the dirt work yesterday. That’s all there is to see right now. Just the dirt. But standing there, on the ground where our new home will be, seeing it shaped and leveled and being prepared – the last two and a half months of frustration with the sale of our current house and delays and all of life’s aggravations suddenly shifted into perspective.
Our family, this meeting of the minds to create something of our own – it began to overshadow everything else.
The thing is, it isn’t as though we’ve been lost these last 13 years. Disconnected, at times. But never lost. But there is just something happening here that defies explanation.
Yes, it’s just a house. But it is so much more, as well.
Better days are coming. They’re already here.
And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
Just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days
Cuz I don’t need boxes wrapped in strings
And designer love and empty things
Just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days……