As we celebrated Christmas with our family this year, I often found myself distracted by the fact that I really, really wish we didn’t live in our house anymore. Here’s the deal. Our house has been for sale since early May. We plan to build a new home so we can actually live on the farm. Our happy place. Patience is NOT my strength, so this waiting is driving me crazy. I know what I want, and I want it now. In MY time, not necessarily God’s time.
I keep counting the months, telling myself that if we’d sold our house last spring, we may have been celebrating the holidays in our new house already. Not a very positive use of my energy. In a moment of clarity, it occurred to me today that I’m trying to live in the future, and likely it’s at the expense of the present. Perhaps there is a lesson in all this waiting. Perhaps a lesson in patience. A lesson in faith. Maybe I should focus more on the blessings and moments we still continue to enjoy in our current home, and the future farmhouse will happen when it’s meant to be.
When I pause and think about it, this beautiful home that we’re trying to sell has been the place our kids grew up. The walls of this house hold so many precious memories…pool parties, graduations, birthdays, baking with the kids, backyard barbeques. So many moments of laughter, and a few tears. It was in this house we celebrated Christmas holidays with Santa (Jim) visiting the kids and bringing presents. Huge family slumber parties, the kids waking up and wrapping paper everywhere! Oh, and it was in this house we adopted our rescue dog Big Hoss and our new crazy puppy Miss Rylee. They are precious members of our family now.
It was in this house (that I’m in such a rush to leave) our flower farming dream was born. Our first baby steps into the unknown of this flower farming dream took place in this house. The next chapter will unfold in due time.
Don’t get me wrong. I still REALLY want to get the show on the road and start building our forever home, but all things in good time. For now, I’ll do my best to enjoy today, and soak in every beautiful moment. I am sure I won’t be perfect in this newfound truth, but I’m going to give it my best shot.
Wishing you and your family all the blessings and precious moments this life has to offer. Happy New Year. Peace and love.
Bochner Farms Journal 