ZYIA Cassandra - Independent Rep

Fall🍁 Enjoying a quiet Saturday morning - quite the change for the boys and I.

You know that feeling of being overwhelmed? Running in circles and not knowing where to start? That feeling of scrambling, feeling warm tears wanting to bust out and asking yourself why you decided this would be a good idea?
How do you calm your nerves when you’re there? At that point?
This morning I came to move some of what’s left at our sold home. There’s really not a lot left here. But for some reason I felt overwhelmed. I decided to take a step back, sit on the kitchen floor and soak it all up. To revel in the accomplishments we have gone through here, remembering what it looked like the day we took possession of this house. I took a few big breathes and allowed myself some time. I remember living in the trailer in the driveway, and having a mattress in the living room while our bedroom was being done. I remember heaving up drywall through the rafters with a few kind friends and painting So. Much. Trim. - for days upon days. Our stupid movie Sunday’s will continue but the laughter that we had in this home from them was epic. The conversations, the dreams talked about, the neighbours and family (some of which were both) that came for dinners. Davis Street West has held an ongoing and heartwarming piece of the best part of our family. I didn’t even know this street existed until two of the best peeps in my life both lived here... at the beginning of my chapter 2. I envision that we will all move back here together one day- when we are old and grey. A few houses in a row- and we will build connecting walkways or underground tunnels. I look forward to that vision becoming reality one day.
PS. These are the best packing clothes around. ;)