the sweet and the bitter…

“God be praised for His mercy! I have seen a little sunshine–
I have had a happy time.”

Wilkie Collins

For home is where the heart is
And my heart is anywhere you are
Anywhere you are is home

Songwriters: Hal David / Sherman Edwards

(Sometimes referred to as the “kudzu of the north”, oriental bittersweet
(Celastrus orbiculatus)
is a non-native species that continues to grow and spread in Ohio.
The vine is popping up in our woods, fence rows, landscapes, and places in between.

Ohio State University)

This is not a post about invasive vines or that of taste…the bitter and the sweet…
this, on the other hand, is just a brief post about the bittersweet of the heart.

This is a long story, of which I will elaborate upon when time allows,
but in a nutshell, we put our house of 21 years on the market about 3 weeks ago.
The house we built and nurtured all these years.

Out of the blue, we received a quick and sudden offer late last week.
Too good not to accept.

In what appears to be a sudden, somewhat rash decision, we have actually
been ruminating over such for a couple of years…

It is…
our ages
the acreage
the maintenance
the upkeep
the desire for a closer proximity to grandkids…

there is nowhere to go— yet.
And there is a lot of work to start doing, NOW.

And so my time here in cookieland will become a hit and miss…
a coming and a going…that is until things are purged, packed, boxed
and eventually found and settled.

A new journey…but…

I don’t like upheaval or uncertainty.
I prefer consistency.
I am a homebody, who is soon to be without a home.
But God’s hand has been way too evident in this latest chapter.

I’ll keep you posted while I ask that you keep us in your prayers!!!

18 comments on “the sweet and the bitter…

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    It is good to see God’s hand as evident. You are in my prayers in your transitions

  2. says:

    It will be hard to fill the empty spaces, but you will find something much better. When Paul and I made the transition it was the best thing we ever did. We had way too much stuff and even in a house twice the size of what we have now, there wasn’t room for everything. Our new, old house has proven to be a boon to us in our “golden” years. We’re already in our fifth year and it feels so good to be here. May God find you the perfect house for your needs. I’m sure he will.

  3. bcparkison says:

    When we ‘moved back home’ 20 some odd years ago we named our place Journy End Farm.The thought of having to move again doesn’t much make me happy but one never knows what tomorrow will bring.And now with my husband’s passing the thought and possibility is always there.

    • That’s part of this— the house is big, the 5 acres even bigger— if something happened to either of us, the other would have a daunting task and would have to sell and move, so the time now seems best for a myriad of reasons!

  4. Sue Cass says:

    The Lord has your back and will guide you right to where He wants you. I don’t envy you the packing. Been there – done that too many times as the Lord moved me around the country. Blessings to you in this new chapter of life.

  5. hatrack4 says:

    We face the same thing, but of those people who have volunteered to help us “clean up” they all have the same idea – clean with a bulldozer. For the most part, they are probably right.

  6. Dawn Marie says:

    Julie, if it helps – Cuppycake & I found ourselves in a very similar experience 6 years ago. The home we built, loved & raised our children in for 19 years sold before we even put a formal For Sale in the yard. We knew it was the right decision for us for (again,) similar reasons as yours. We went from 17 acres on the outskirts of town into a city neighborhood on a triple lot. Our children were devastated that we were selling “their” childhood home; however, “they” were no longer available to help with the necessary care-taking either. It was and still is today the best decision we could have ever made. We did so while we were still young enough to contend with the enormous under-taking that moving entailed; yet old enough to appreciate the benefits that downsizing provides. I will be praying for you in the ensuing weeks because I do CLEARLY remember the enormous effort it takes to relocate from one space to another.

    • thank you Dawn Marie—your words of experience are indeed a comfort!!!!
      Yep, Brenton is none too pleased even though this is all really his fault. 🙂
      We started this house when he was in the 5th grade and moved in the first day of 6th grade…he’ll be 32 next month.

      He had told us they would not be coming back here…they wanted to move over toward Athens, near where Abby’s family is located.

      Gregory and I had talked about doing this for a while, but the thought of packing up everything was / is overwhelming.
      So talk is all we did—until about a month or so ago when Brenton had us come over to meet them to look around at houses.

      We figured why should we be on this western side of the state with them eventually all being on that eastern side when we really have no family here and are both retired. Heck, I’m from Atlanta originally and Gregory is from a smaller town north of here.
      So we talked to an agent here who is known to be a wonder worker, we found a house there we liked but it had gone pending shortly after we found it.
      But I knew in my heart it would become “un-pending”… and low and behold it did.
      Things were falling into place.

      We listed the house but like, you had no sign in the yard..yet in three weeks time the first folks who came to see it put in an offer.

      We are going over Wednesday to see the house I believe is meant to be ours and I pray, put in an offer.

      So please do pray that that that house there will work out for us as our house here did for the other couple—

      We did bury St Joseph as I felt it the thing to do—to truly turn it over to God.
      When Brenton started this mess, I knew then in my heart, we would not be in this house come Christmas…and it seems that is going to be the fact. For good or bad.

  7. oneta hayes says:

    Exciting times and hard work. It sounds like God’s planning for you. You really need to be close to your family in the future. Glad you are going for it! You are young enough to get tired without too much pain. 😀 Keep us on the irregular regular schedule for check in reports.

  8. Lynda Clayton says:

    I have to agree with the above comments. It seems like God’s hand is in all of this. But it will be a great upheaval nonetheless. Prayers as you move through the next little while. In some ways the toughest thing will be deciding what you will keep and where so many treasures shoulld go. Blessings!

  9. K.L. Hale says:

    Julie, I’m praying for you in Cookieland as you lose some consistency and things are shifting. I bought a tiny house and when I moved into
    My RV I had either sold or donated all my furniture and so many other things. I’m prayerfully trying to be patient as I await final appraisal and closing (set for Dec. 2nd). I’m going to finally settle close to my parents and try to write more by letting go of current job after December. It’s scary; yet, I know God has me. I’ll keep my roots and hopefully be able to travel to see my kids and grandkids when this pandemic slows down! Transitions~I’ve been through so many and I can empathize and provide lots of prayer and cheering you on here in SW MO. 💚💚💚🙏🏻

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