The Tears are Flowing

I’m a little bit sad today. Okay, I am actually a little bit crying right now. We are leaving. We are really leaving. I look around and see bins of stuff. I am thinking about the small list of things we have to put in bins for the move tomorrow. Clothes; dishes; toiletries; toys; computers; food.

My kids are eating lunch in this home for one of the last times.

Zach left for work from this house this morning for one of the last times.

I made coffee in my house this morning for one of the last times.

We played outside in our yard this morning for one of the last times.

We talked to our neighbors here for one of the last times.

We took a walk around the block this morning for one of the last times.

Reading back over what I just wrote, it sounds like we’re dying. Really, a season of our lives is just ending.

We are just leaving stuff behind. Just a house. Why is it so bittersweet? Because this is our home, and it has been for 2 years.

This is the home we were in when we first found out we were having twins. This is the place that we spent hours working on, through sweat and sore muscles, to make it our own. This is the first place we brought our babies home to. This is where they learned to crawl, and where they took their first steps, and where they learned to talk. This is where we learned what it meant to be exhausted to the point of tears, yet still being able to love the cause of that exhaustion unconditionally. This is where we first started to learn to communicate with each other when our babies, and jobs, and schoolwork seemed more important. This is where we became the family we are today.

This is one of those bittersweet times in life where I don’t think I should be crying, but the tears are flowing. Where I am excited for the days and weeks and months ahead, but the tears are flowing. Where I can’t wait until tomorrow, but I am sad that yesterday is gone, so the tears are flowing. Where I am soaking up every moment we have left in this home, but the tears are flowing. When we are really leaving, so the tears are flowing.

I don’t have a profound point today. I don’t really have an object lesson in this post. This is just a part of my heart, laid out for all of you to see.

Because the bittersweet tears, of the end of this season, are flowing.

He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end. - Ecclesiastes 3:11