Moving Day

Moving Day April 24 2010


A day of moving—

Pick this up, move it there,

Push this box along the hallway –

Can’t pick it up -- too heavy!

Walk up and down, back and forth,

For miles just inside the house

Till feet cry out in anguish.

The rooms grow cold, and echo oddly

As one by one they’re emptied out.

They’ve absorbed and resonated with our years

Of living, loving, weeping, feasting.

Now, one by one they revert to how they were when we first entered –

Empty, square, waiting.

On the other end, my stuff, filled with all my hopes,

Finds right places in a new house --

Starts shaping new days, new years, new life.

I sit, unfamiliar, in this new home,

Aching -- even as I pulse with hope.


Reflection

This day responds to the fulfillment of hope and purpose. One house sold, another bought; one left behind, another taken up; one leave taking, another exciting beginning We move on in our lives as circumstances change, for both better and worse. Both fatigue and excitement mark these transitions, regret dancing with appreciation, body aches with resurgent energy. Such is life.