May 24, 2007

  • IF I EVER MOVE AGAIN

     

    January - 2002 -  We moved from a 17 room house to a 7 room house 376 miles away. The tears I shed as I left the old home place and as I crossed the Snake River can not be counted.  Against my will, I began to fall in love with Idaho. One thing bothered me, although we moved in a nice house, it was small, but it had flowers of every kind and roses, roses, roses.  If I knew company was coming, in the summertime I could have a bouquet of roses in every room in the house,  with still hundreds left on bushes in the flower bed.
    We had been there about 3 1/2 years, when we got a call.  The seed company next to us had built a big office, but needed more land,  therefore the call to see if we would be willing to sell our place.  After a few months we settled on a price of $117,000.00 more than we had paid for it.  We began house hunting again,  I don't like to move but I love to look at houses.
    October 2005 - We moved about 12 miles.  The only problem is, I didn't have everything unpacked from the last move.  And I don't have 1 flower, but I have a nicer house, and it enough bigger that I can fit in all the rooms. 
    May 2007 - 1 1/2 years later Pop and I began a project.   We started to unpack the boxes, some had been packed for 5 years some 1 1/2 years.  ( My SIL would clean house and put things she wasn't using in boxes, if she didn't need anything out of the boxes for 1 year, she would give the boxes to Good-Will without opening them.  The more I open boxes, the smarter I think she was.)
    Boxes of Photo magazines and lenses and filters and stuff.  Boxes of scrapbook items, like paper, pencils, templates and stuff. Boxes of china ("I wonder where that came from, O that piece was my moms, I don't dare throw it away"), and stuff.  Catering things that would be enough to open a business.  Cake decorating items, plates, pillars, tips and triangles, and stuff.  Birding magazines and binoculars.  Things to embroider , embroidery thread, patters and material enough to fill a small fabric store (Hmmmm, I wonder do I have too many hobbies?)  But someday....... In the old home place I had 3 different offices and I only have 1 to furnish now, that must be why I have 3 of everything an office needs.  300 pens 100 marking pens and dozens of high lighters.  O, I forgot I had an office in the motor home that I cleaned out this spring, that means 4 of everything an office needs. Plus 1,000's of photos and more 1,000's slides  and stuff and stuff. Did I say I had lots of stuff.  "For the stuff they had was sufficient for all the work to make it, and too much"  Ex. 36:7 nkj
    Some of the stuff was interesting to find and it took a long time since I had scrapbooks I had to look through, since I hadn't seen them in a looong time.
        My mother loved poetry as much as I do and I found a couple scrap books full of poems that she had collected, also candid comments liked  the following one  "No wonder I can't save money these days  -   The neighbor are always buying things I can't afford."
    Another one, ( to the people that don't like jokes about husbands or wives, forgive me.)  but I thought this was kind of good... "Having trouble? Well take it like a man, --blame your wife"
     although the above don't sound like it, my mom was more of a serious person.  and most of her collection of poems are about living for Christ.
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    PERFECT TIMING
    God's help is always sure,
    His methods seldom guessed;
    Delay will make our pleasure pure,
    Surprise will give it zest.
    His wisdom is sublime,
    His heart profoundly kind:
    God is never before his time,
    And never is behind.
    ___________________________________
     
    An angel paused in His down-ward flight
    With a seed of truth and love and light:
    And he said "Where must this seed be sown
    To bring most fruit when it's grown?"
    The Master heard, and he said, and smiled,
    "Go plant it for me ...
    in the heart of a child."
     ______________________________________________
     
    WHAT IS MAN
    He cannot put one little star in motion,
    He cannot shape one single forest leaf,
    Nor fling a mountain up, nor sink an ocean,
    Presumptuous man, large with unbelief!
    We cannot bring one dawn of regal splendor,
    Nor bid the day to shadowy twilight fall,
    Nor send the pale moon forth with radiance tender:
    How dare we doubt the God who does it all?
     
    Well there's more stuff to go through tomorrow, so I'd better get to bed I'm honestly praying for wisdom to know what to keep and what to toss.  Like Pop said "When we lived in the big house, no matter what we would bring in, it would get swallowed up in the house and was never noticed"  That was the case with furniture or another photo or a shopping spree at Wal-Mart.   In this house, we bring in a box and, the walls just become a little closer.
     
    BE STRONG AND OF A GOOD COURAGE: BE NOT AFRAID, NIETHER BE THOU DISMAYED: FOR THE LORD THY GOD IS WITH THEE WHITHERSOEVER (whatsoever) THOU GOEST (do-est)   Joshua 1: 9 nkj  (  ) mine.

Comments (5)

  • Your mom had some clever clippings! I hear you sister about the boxes of STUFF to go through after a move. Of course, I'm leaving a mighty big stack for my hubby to paw through when he comes home in June :) Somedays I hate to even open the storage room door. I'm getting much better about letting go of sentimental objects and piles of needless objects. One man's junk is another man's treasure. We need to store up our treasure in heaven!

  • What a beautiful post Gramma! I love it when people share thier heart. Its a formidable task to move...pulling up boxes of roots and lugging them to a new nest. Its been 34 years since we've moved and I still remember some things about it. In the negative..of course. We keep our attic filled to the hilt with things we don't want to get rid of. Yet almost every spring we (me!) try to go through it and haul some of it down those narrow steps to give away. The attic is one that you can't stand up in....just hunker about or go on hands and knees...such fun don't you know =).  ~~Thanks for the advice about collages and selling them. Send me your address and I will send you one! just for fun! They aren't meant to sell for alot. The ones at the store uptown are...(ugly..sorry but they are) with BIG prices. I guess because the store gets 50%. Anyway, the vintage clip art  is my way to go...love it.~~~I love those poems of your Moms...is it alright if I copy them for my own personal scrapbook?  Have you ever thought of printing them on the bottom of any of your photographic work?  I love 'What is Man' the most. Its wonderful and then some....sorry I haven't gotten over to see you for so long...you know how time flies. I've been so busy too with our Daughter's visit, just past now...and learning to spin and my cello and stuff. The older I get, the more fun I have...really. Wish I had some of those rose bushs you used to have at your other home though....I have one teeny weeny one that may come back to life this year...have to wait and see. bye for now...and thanks for coming over to visit me!

  • Wow sounds like you could use some help *cough*

  • I think you should have a garage sale and invite me!!=)

  • Oh, can I relate to the moving and packed boxes. We moved here June 2005, and as I was in the first trimester with our 5th, I was very very nauseous. So my husband did nearly all the packing.
    Our decision to move came the beginning of May and we did so the end of June...and sorting and nausea don't mix particularly well, so we brought it all. :S
    That's my spring project...sort through all the boxes (even the ones we have yet to open.) When we moved in I found my English teacups wrapped in newspaper from 1996! They were packed for 9 years!

    It was great to meet you both at the recital. :)
    And if you do have a yard sale I'd love to know. :)

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