October, 3rd Week, 2022

This is the first day in the new house,
and every family member-- 
me, my wife and our three daughters--
are exhausted by the trauma
of buying/selling/moving.

And it has been the best experience
of my life. 

Like the Cyclops was for Ulysses,
so moving 25 minutes and 13 miles away,
to be within a mile and a half from each daughter,
has been for me.

It asked hard things of me,
as a true trial and ordeal should do,
and it brought forth responses from me
that I was proud to have available
to meet the moments that had to be met.

I was asked to rise to occasion 
after occasion--and am still
at that point in the process
of transitioning from one location
to another--
and found myself doing what was called for
time after time,
being amazed simultaneously with being stunned
by another unforeseen reality.

I look forward to things settling back into place,
and appreciate the growth in maturation
this journey has required and produced.

The new house is lovely,
and we will enjoy it immensely,
rejoicing in its company every day,
hoping we will never have to move again.

What a trip!
For 25 minutes and 13 miles! 

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