Goodbye Old Home...Hello New Adventure

~ home fading, fading fast...but the memories here will forever last...~
108 Gregory Scott Sonycam

Gregory Scott Drive has been our home in North America for the past three years.

Jack, Sol and I came here in Spring of 2001. This is where we had our two beautiful children, Oona Gabriella in 2002 and Joshim Abraham in 2004. This is where I learned how to peel an apple top to bottom without stopping, handle raw meats without puking and how to separate the colored from the whites. This is where I realized that I can cook and clean and raise three kids...and still be alive at the end of the day.

This is where we have joyfully welcomed loved ones over from near and far. People we cherish have spent days and nights with us, sharing food, life stories, kidplay and housework here. We celebrated birthdays and weddings, comings and goings or simply being together here. People who have shared life's challenges with us, loved ones who added so much more color to our already colorful lives, always teaching, always sharing, always loving. To each and everyone of them, I am most thankful. Each one is a precious blessing from above.

This is where I experienced the changing seasons for the first time in my life. A most magnificent showing of God's glory. From my kitchen window, I have seen the weather change from sunny to rainy to snowy sometimes in a matter of minutes. From our backyard we saw birds come and go with the coming of the warm and cold, leaves change color from green to fiery red, trees go from lush, proud and full in the summer sun to nakedly swaying in the bitter autumn wind and finally surrendering to winter's slumber.

This is where I fell in and out and in love again with my husband so many times that I have lost count. This is where I fell in and out and in love again with myself countless times that it drove me insane.

Many a life lesson has been hatched here, heads and hearts thumped seemingly beyond repair, spirits strengthened beyond what I thought to be humanly possible.

But what matters the most to me is that love, unconditional, has blossomed here. Like the changing seasons my soul has gone through a million reincarnations as well.

To sum it all up, Gregory Scott Drive has been my house of horrors and my home of hoorays. I am grateful for every single moment, whether happy or horrific, spent here. Moments that have stretched, poked, grazed, molded and cut me in places and into a million pieces. Moments that have made me a human being more in tune with the reality of life and ultimately glued me back together again and fashioned me into something more wholesome and worthy of life's many adventures yet to come.

Goodbye, old home. May the next family who lives here be as blest as we have been under your roof. I will definitely miss your familiar rooms and corners and cupboards.




"...so it is with You and how You make me new
with every season's change,
and so it will be as You are recreating me,
Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring.
"Every Season, Nichole Nordeman"
http://www.stlyrics.com/songs/n/nicholenordeman10711/everyseason343451.html

Love & Gratitude,
K.