It’s my last night in our house. It feels empty and a little sad without GW and Zeus. I knew I’d have mixed emotions when the time came to pack everything up, downsize and move onto a boat. Good to see I haven’t disappointed myself….
It’s not that I don’t want to turn into a seafaring family it’s more to do with saying goodbye to a house and garden, with its cheerful sunbirds, that I’ve loved for fifteen years. It’s been a happy home and I hope those joyful memories have imprinted into the walls and floors and ceilings for its next occupants.
I’ve always been a homebody and I love having beautiful things around me that remind me of my friends and family. But there’s no room on a boat for ceramic tiles or hand painted platters or framed prints. The scented candles are heading for the op shop and my books – a lifetime of reading memories – are yet to know their fate.
In our twenty-eight years together GW and I have owned two homes. I cried like a baby all the way from Brisbane to well north of Gympie on my drive to Cairns when I left the last one. I was sure I’d never find anywhere as special again. Of course I did and now I’m leaving this one with much the same feeling, although history now tells me I’ll get over it.
So tonight I’m content to be a little melancholy, to wallow in the goodbyes because tomorrow brings a new beginning, adventures I can only guess at. Tomorrow morning I’ll be awake long before the tiny sunbirds and by the time I land in Brisbane I’ll be ecstatic to see my boys again. Tomorrow we start to create new memories aboard Roo Bin Esque. I hope they’re as happy as all that have gone before.
Happy Easter 🙂