the thought that has me in a pickle right now is one of moving... moving from Inglewood here in Woodford.. from a home where we have lived for the past 10yrs... weddings, births, deaths and illnesses & much love.. all woven into the magic that is Inglewood.. it seems just like yesterday that Dutch husband and I donned the renovating gloves and worked hard, creating our gorgeous Inglewood
But now whispers of change flit through my mind... excitement mixed with trepidation. Fear of taking an unknown step.. what if it is a mistake to move?....I wish I had a crystal ball to look into, one that could show me what decision i will make.. then I would know what to do. I would know the right fork to take at this crossroads
a lovely little home, just ten minutes away has made itself known to us...one that needs love just like Inglewood did when we first stepped over the threshold 10yrs ago.. perfect design, smaller garden with a wonderful backbone ~ my fingers itch to get into it ~ location perfect, close to things we love
dutch husband is like a little boy waiting for Christmas ~ excited at the prospect of a challenge, promising me that we could make our new home just as gorgeous as Inglewood, but I am still afraid to take that first step ~ I need to take a leap of faith, hold my man's hand and jump!