I packed my first box the other day. I was going through my photo albums the other day, taking out all of the pictures that had any of Bob's family in them, and I decided to go ahead and pack each album after I went through it. I see it as a step in the right direction. I have resigned myself to the fact that I am going to have to move, though it isn't going to be where I had originally thought. I am in the process of renting an apartment for the kids in I, and I am pretty excited about it. It's in a better school district than the one they would be in if I moved in with my mom, and I have really been stressing about that. It is also closer to my best friend, who has been my rock this past month. I know I will be able to count on her to help me with child care in the afternoons if I need her. I have been applying for jobs in that area, and am hoping I will have better luck this time. I had one interview, which never led to anything, from all the places I applied to by my mom's house.
The only issue I will have is coming up with the deposit, which means I may need to stay with my mom for a little while so I can save up some money. My goal is to be in the apartment before school starts in the fall. I can't help but think about how older people must feel like when they have to pack up the home they have lived in forever and move to something smaller. We all know older folks who have moved to Florida to retire - I know my grandparents did. I probably will one day, too. I know there are more than 55 communities in florida for older people to live in. There are probably hundreds. Anyway, packing up my house this time feels different than all the times before. I think it's because I am getting rid of all of the reminders of my husband, and starting over. Don't get me wrong, I am enjoying the purging and looking forward to starting a new life with the kids, but it is still a little sad.
For now, I am going to continue with the packing, and hopefully I will have two boxes packed by the end of the week.
4 comments:
Are you creating a new photo album just for the kids? And letting them keep the reminders of their dad that you don't want to have around anymore? Even if they need to be boxed up for a while?
I didn't give him the pictures of him and the kids, just his family. I asked the kids to go through and see if they wanted to keep any, and they kept a few, but mostly we haven't had anything to do with Bob's family for so long, they didn't care to keep any.
Sounds like everything is moving in a great direction for you. Having a plan is a very good thing.
Creating a new 'normal'
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