2 February 2024

The end of the week, house repairs are nearly finished, and we received the missing document to close on the new house. The current chapter of my life is coming to an end. Today there was warmth in the air, that air gives me strength and I’m going to need it. The new place will be more work, it never ends, but we reap what we sow. When a chapter on my life closes, I’m usually happy since the previous one has run it’s course, there isn’t as much room to grow here as I originally thought. My time here has taught me a lot, most importantly taught me how little I knew getting into this. My body has changed from working the land, same with the baby, I’m happy with who I’ve become. When we first moved out here a baby wasn’t even on the table, I was looking to answer the lock downs with open land. Once things got quiet, we needed a little chaos and here we are again. Awhile ago I stopped planning my life and started letting it happen. When I first thought up the idea I saw it as I was skydiving without a parachute, that I can either worry about everything or enjoy my time, the end is the same. Now my metaphor is more like I’m living out God’s plan, I don’t know what’s in store beyond “toil the soil”, but I’m taken care of.