Home is Where the Heart Is

I received word from the landlord that my apartment was ready for us to move in. The apartment is even better than I imagined. When I first heard about it, the landlord said the apartment had not been vacant for twenty years. The apartment needed some renovation, and therefore, she didn’t want me to even look at it in its state of tear and wear. On faith, I submitted the application and gave her my security deposit.

Grace, I’m so fortunate! I’ve been blessed and I’m in tears. This apartment is wonderful; it reminds me of a small home with a hallway at the entrance. Separating the bedrooms is a closet and wall that leads to a living room with a dining area apart from the kitchen. I just feel like an angel has been looking out for my boys and me. Oh, wait, I do have one—YOU!

I’m going to move in this week when the boys are with their dad. I want to make sure the apartment is looking like a home, one that they are familiar with and feel comfortable in. Bubble wrap, packing tape and cardboard boxes, here I come! 

Guiding Lesson:

Eve,

What great news about your new place! I know there is a lot of work to do, but in the end it will all be worth it.

This new place will help you and your sons move into your new phase in life. It clearly marks the transition from marriage into divorce. However, a home is not defined by these labels. A home is what you make of it. It is the place where you and your boys find rest, comfort, love, nourishment, and safety.

A new sense of family will emerge from this move that will help them redefine their roles. Their world will get bigger because they will need to become flexible, adaptable and patient as they move from your place to their dad’s. There will be so many teachable moments. Pay attention and make this time one that will build character, instill values and stretch their definition of love.

Home is where the heart is and I know your heart is your sons’ first true home. All you are doing now is creating what already exists inside of you. Enjoy and celebrate for “there is no place like home.”

Love,
Grace