As most of you know we recently moved into our new home. This home was the home I raised my two kids in. The home we grew as a family together. Many 4th of Julys, baby showers, wedding receptions, birthday parties and connecting with loved ones.
As we spent our last night as a family in the home that shaped us, I felt bittersweet. Sad to be leaving a home with so many memories, but so happy for the family who would continue those memories in this home.
We all gathered together in the living room for our last family sleepover under this roof. We watched a movie, laughed and shared so many beautiful memories. It was the perfect ending to an amazing 7 years in this house.
Under this roof, I started my business and helped so many of you. Under this roof, I met some of the best people I’ve ever met. As I worked with each of you, my heart always longed for giving you more. Although my space was a place where you could each feel loved, understood, and respected, it was not big enough to give you your own healing room.
I dreamed of having a healing room where you would continue to feel safe and understood. One big enough to add all the healing aspects I knew I wanted. As the months progressed the timing was perfect. It was time for our little family to move.
I dreamed of this day for years and although beautiful houses came, the timing never felt right. I knew when my house came up on the market that this home was it for me. This was the place I dreamed of inviting each of you into.
As we’ve been moving in I’ve felt so much joy, love and excitement for what’s to come. Under my new roof I’m creating a healing room where you can walk into, feel the privacy and see the healing attributes all around you.
As one chapter ends, another beautiful one begins.
I look forward to the months and years in this home. Shared with each of you whether in a healing session, or one my couch laughing at a funny memory and letting our kids play.
In this home I know you will feel loved, your burdens lifted and a safe place to come when life gets hard.
I want to always remember this time. We have been given the best blessing. All of us home together.
Taking down memories, clearing out closets, emptying cupboards, and being surrounded by boxes.
The many forts that have been built over the last 3ish weeks.
The hide and go seek games.
Eating food off of paper plates, bowls, cups, and silverware.
The pillow less couch with lots of snuggle time as we hunker down and spend these last precious weeks in our first home.
I never would have imagined the last month before we move looking like this. But I’m so thankful for it.
Grateful for the long days and short nights that create a powerful impact on our progression forward and finding intense gratitude for the last six years in this home.
It’s odd preparing her for new owners. I’ve cried two times today as I’ve cleaned and packed. I have felt my angels close to me as if they are guiding my thoughts to memories created here.
I want to remember this peace I’ve felt. The knowledge that God has been in the details and the hope we’ve experienced over all the fear, the face masks, quarantine, and closures. The blessings are shining so brightly that’s what I want to remember.
I can’t wait to invite you all into my home to continue your healing journey.
