November 07, 2011


Once again that time has come. I am now moving all my possessions, being in the process of packing all I own into boxes and hauling my belongings into storage, in close proximity of my new residence. I do this not alone however, but with the help of a pair of very strong and capable hands, belonging to a man that stole my heart and who has brought my way incredible happiness.
And who has given me a new home.

The white house on the hill is about to become definitely abandoned by me, as a new family is moving in - if only as tenants. New life is going to be housed within its walls, as the rooms will resonate with laughter of children and feelings of love. This notion calms my mind and lifts my spirits, infusing me with a content that thrills me on so many levels.

The past week has therefore seen me hard at work, as I (we) packed and sorted out and mostly disposed of all that junk that I have collected over the years.
It was incredibly liberating.

I have moved numerous times in my life. As a child, I was uprooted on many occasions by my parents, who possessed (and still do) the heart of gypsies and an adventurous mind. This must be qualities that I inherited as well - I have likewise traveled the world and have laid down my hat in many countries (and even two continents). Thus one can say I am at this point quiet proficient at relocating. Still, it does not get any easier and the stir of emotions is very much the same.

There is something very sentimental about ending something, no matter how much we long to see it end. It is a very odd sensation, when our dreams do come true. It feels highly exhilarating, yet concomitantly there is that feel of anticlimax, as if there is suddenly a void left behind in our perception, until we establish new desires and dream new dreams.

Thus currently I experience mixed emotions of excitement and happiness, yet as well a slight sting of melancholy and maybe a certain gentle sadness, as I part with my former home.
My white house on the hill has seen me through an important part of my life, one that has been filled with unforgettable moments and an immense personal growth, bringing me here where I am today. It has given me shelter and provided me with a safe haven, during my perpetual quest for happiness. It has seen me age almost a decade, through such intense years that defined me in a very profound way.

I embrace this recent change, because it feels good and so very right, something that is confirmed to me undoubtedly by each new day. I do not know what the future will bring, nor am I willing to contemplate that, as I relish in that uncertainty.
All I have is my past, which fills me with no regrets and my present which fills me with excitement. It instigates in me a thrill about what is yet to come, as I embark on a journey of a new fulfilling personal era.


Rahul Bhatia said...

Wish you all happiness in the new abode...

Hilary said...

I'm going to miss seeing images of your home on the hill. I hope many of your possessions have settled into your new abode alongside you and aren't all in storage. Wishing you much happiness as always, my friend.

S. Susan Deborah said...

Zuzana, along with you even we have walked through different stages of this house and you. We saw sights from your window, revelled at Batcat's antics, watched the sun, moon, clouds, trees, dew-drops and the fire burning at winter. Somehow White House has grown into me and i will immensely miss it. But I do understand that change comes in and one has to move on.

I wish you the best and only the best in your new dwelling place with your loved one.

Take care, Zuzana.

Joy always,

Kath said...

Having moved more than 20 times, you have summed up beautifully, the emotions that go with leaving one home, to start afresh in a new one.

Brian Miller said...

smiles. i can appreciate that mixed feeling of excitement and sadness...we mourn the old anticipating the new. packing is always the hard part and i am glad you have that behind you and look forward to your new adventures as well zuzana

Anonymous said...

May your move see you on the start of a wonderful new adventure in your life.

Dan said...

No matter how excited you are to move into a new home and a new life, I think there's always poignancy at the memories which have accumulated over the time in a house when it comes time to move on.
I wonder if we will be in the same position in the new year, with tenants instead of buyers? Please do let me know how you get on with renting out your home.
Every good wish, as always!

Anonymous said...

So true, Zuzana - feeling many different emotions when moving from one place to the next. Wishing you much joy!

Anonymous said...

You found some tenants! Hurray!

I hate hate moving, but that is because I moved around every three years or so as a kid.

Anonymous said...

Moving can be bittersweet, but in your case the sweet definitely outweighs the bitter. Moving is hard work and I am glad that you have that behind you.

Jill from Killeny Glen said...

You have the positives IN PLACE that makes the SWEET outweigh ALL the BITTER Zuzana! Best wishes! XOXO

A Lady's Life said...

Oh I know what boxes are and wish I could unpack them one day lol

I am still on a journey to that end as well. lol
I got to a point I am afraid to unpack them because this always means we will be moving again lol.

I am glad you have your house rented and taking the steps to take you where you want to go.

Betsy Brock said...

Yippee for tenants!

Myrna R. said...

I'll miss your posts about your white house. But you have a new house to write about and a new family. It's so wonderful and I can sense your happiness.

Moving is always stressful, so take care of yourself Zuzana.

Donna said...

Many good wishes as you move forward, Zuzana.


adrielleroyale said...

Wishing you well as you finalize the move forward :) May your tenants continually be a God-send for you and never a burden :)

A Plain Observer said...

there is sadness in leaving something behind even if, as you say, it is something we had wished to end. It is a part of us that closes forever. A chapter we will never open again. However, we read it and we can always remember it. Sometimes that is all that is left, sometimes that is all we need

SandyCarlson said...

Your posts on change help me accept change and even to welcome it. Thanks, friend.

Anonymous said...

A wonderfully healthy way to look at change Zuzana. Wishing you a smooth move to your new abode. Margie

Darla said...

Beautiful writing. I enjoyed how you shared the mix of emotions we feel when moving; "a void left behind" and re-establishing ourselves in our new space of being.

tony said...

Each Box Filled Leaves Room+Space For New Dreams.

Reading Tea Leaves said...

Dear Zuzana, I understand your mixed emotions so well. It can be difficult leaving a home behind with all its memories to start over again in another.

On a purely practical note I'm so glad you have managed to let it to tenants. In these unsettled times it will give you the freedom to enjoy your new life to the full!


Mimi said...

All the best with the new phase of your life.
I find it hard to leave any part of my life behind, even one I wasn't particularly enjoying.

Zuzana said...

Looking at the pictures in the post, it brings back the total exhaustion we both felt, having only 3 days to pack, dispose and move all my belongings.
We worked so hard, but luckily I worked with a man that never complains and have an endless stamina and patience.;)

Thank you everyone for letting me share with you the experiences and impression of my big move and all the emotional and physical effects of it as well.;))