Son #4 and family moved house this weekend. They are settled in and have beds to sleep in and blinds at the windows, but there are all sorts of outstanding jobs that need done. Going to a new place to live is one of the post stressful things in our lives. It takes energy, sweat, toil, tears, memories and laughter…..and it is amazing when you look back over a lifetime to think of all the places you have lived.

Before I got married I lived in at least six different houses – there may have been a couple more than that, the end of the World War ll muddled things up a bit. They were all in cities and the most of my growing up was in London. When HBTW and I got married we continued in the tradition of moving around……… mainly to follow work or business opportunities. 14 different houses ending up in Dalamory in amongst the mountains. I always used to think I would like to retire to Argyll and assumed it would be beside the sea. It is indeed Argyll but we are surrounded by breathtaking mountains instead.

During our wanderings we have stayed in bungalows, flats, terraced houses, semi-detached, detached properties (better for keeping the noise of a growing family well away from any neighbours.)  We have had large gardens, small gardens and no gardens. We have had good neighbours always and beautiful views as well as the more mundane. As I write this it I think of the Israelites roaming in the desert in Bible Times. I feel sad and aggrieved for refugees or those who have no home. Home is indeed the place where you can be yourself. Somewhere at the end of the day where you can lay your head and relax into the business of restorative sleep.

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4 Responses to Moving

  1. Tabor says:

    That is the greatest gift of a home is that it is a place where you can be yourself. Maybe your family would wish you dressed better or snored less or didn’t always get the bigger chair…but you can still be yourself.

  2. My childhood family moved 32 times by the time I was 8 years old. We moved 4 times after that, then I married a service person and moved several dozen more times. I lived in two places after I divorced, then David, who had a life like mine filled with moves. including to Europe and back several times, and I married and bought the house where we live today…31 years later.

    We will probably have at least one more move together, because this house is in need of repair, and we could not afford to buy it today. (Upkeep is costly and utilities too much. And, we are growing older and not able to do many things we once did.) The last person alive will probably live alone and/or move to a retirement home. Too many moves for any life. Dalamory sounds like heaven. Dianne

  3. Mina says:

    Moving times indeed – between us my husband and I have moved 29 times. Moving with the help of friends can be special.

    Recently spoke with someone who had lived in the same house all his life and could not imagine moving. However in the farming community there is not much thought or wish to move on for the eldest son.

  4. LC says:

    My family and my husband and I tended to stick close to home, five moves for me growing up, and three as a married.

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