Chaos leads to Calm

I’m moving.
It wasn’t my choice.
Here I am nonetheless.
Surrounded by chaos.
and yet I feel calm.

My home was sold. Despite resisting, refusing to allow the realtor to show the home due to recuperating on the couch from what for now is just being referred to as “THE accident”, it was sold in a day. Not to me. I thought that was what I wanted. It ends up it wasn’t what was in store for me though.

Now I’m moving. The date is marked in the calendar. Less than 60 days from now. I knew the day was coming, I just didn’t know exactly when. Kind of like death. We know it’s coming, we just don’t know when. Sometimes we are told it’s 6 months from now, sometimes 6 weeks, 6 days, 6…and *BAM!* it’s over. We never know. We just THINK we know. What I think I know is that in about 6 weeks I’ll be leaving my home of the past five years. I thought it was one of the worst things that could happen to me and my daughters. Now I know differently.