New memories

My son currently based in Canada is home with his girlfriend for the next two weeks. The other children have come from near and not-so-near to spend time with us.

I have been busy the last few weeks getting the house ready for his arrival so that I am able to once more accommodate 8 people.This included a sudden idea to revamp the room upstairs that had gradually taken on a mausoleum-like appearance and gathering of dust through its complete non-use. The room I am referring to of course is ‘THE’ bedroom. Whilst earlier on after the separation I had prided myself in my decisive action of spring-cleaning and ridding myself of meaningless ‘stuff’ and any reminder of the past that caused me pain, my call to action and my I-am-a-survivor spirit had only gone so far. The what-am-I-doing-here-in-this-big-empty-house reality took hold of me over the winter where I had in fact retreated into three rooms of the house with me sleeping in the guest room. I could not sleep in ‘THE’ bed or ‘THE’ bedroom upstairs. Long story cut short – with all the children, girlfriends, daughter-in-law and grand-daughter coming home suddenly I was in the throws of getting a builder in to change a door around, replacing carpet and blinds, painting, and buying a new quilt cover and other small items. After three weeks – thoroughly exhausted – I had a complete new room. Although my son and his girlfriend will stay here initially, this will become my new room. The bed (not ‘THE’ bed) is now looking in a different direction out to the valley and I have a little writing studio, claimed from what was a balcony, set-up for me to indulge my new-found passion of writing.

Yesterday the valley, across to the east and down to the river, put on quite a display with the wattle all ablaze in vibrant yellow against the backdrop of greenery and the sun providing warmth and comfort.

We all had a fantastic afternoon and evening re-living some happy memories and making some new ones, telling favourite stories of the past, laughing and sharing our thoughts and dreams for the future. I went to bed last night feeling contended and at peace.

I have been so excited because all the children and I are now together again. I do so miss all the family times together and I am going to enjoy every moment with them while I can. My ‘new beginnings’ blogging will have to take a back-seat for a little while so I can indulge in some living and making for myself and the family some new happy memories ….

Be back soon……….

25 thoughts on “New memories

  1. Good for you!!!! I wish I could afford to change the bedroom set out but it’ll have to wait. And moving into the guest bedroom was not an option either since that has our old bedroom set in it… But I did the best I could, I changed out the pictures on the walls, changed the curtains so that it doesn’t look exactly the same. Small steps 🙂 Have a wonderful time with your family!!!!

  2. Good for you for taking the bull by the horns and redefining the space on your terms! You deserve to be happy, and you will be! Enjoy the time with your family and store up those happy memories–they’ll be like nuts for the winter…you can pull them out when you need them in the future. 🙂

  3. What a brave step, tackling that room, leaving the past and making new memories. Enjoy having all your brood around. They are lucky to have such a courageous mum…

  4. I call this a happy post. Doesn’t it feel great to have family occupying all those empty spaces.

    I kept our bed. Why? Because I knew “she” would be sleeping if I didn’t keep it. And because it’s a beautiful piece of furniture. I chose it. I’ve slept in it the whole time. It felt horribly empty at first but I’ve adjusted.

    Congratulations on your brave “new” space. Enjoy it!

    • Yes, it is funny how I feel differently about different things. Some things I wanted removed straight away as they distressed me to have around (like his books and music), whereas other things I was quite happy to claim as ‘mine’ (like the piano and dining suite). I think it is the swinging emotions of sadness, anger, pride and determination that you attach to particular objects.

      Yes, I am enjoying my “new” space and it is definitely now ‘mine’. thanks for stopping by. 🙂

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