"Leaving behind a broken rocking chair in which the first-born was soothed to sleep, a piano around which there was caroling at Christmas, a rusty tricycle- whatever embodies special memories and experiences - can feel like an amputation. It is the loss of a segment of family continuity, of personal history, the loss of a fragment of self." Audrey McCollum, The Trauma of Moving - as quoted in After the Boxes are Unpacked by Susan Miller, founder of Just Moved Ministries.
Last Saturday I removed all the family photos from our hallway. I plan to put the photos in an album as I'm sure we'll have less wall space in Japan. I hope to get some family pictures taken during grad weekend and make some sort of collage/setting for our new wall but not individual 11 x 14's of each child, girls photo, boys photo, family photo, Townsend photo, Goecker photo...you get the idea. ::snort::
All that is left in the hallway - and I think I will find a place to hang these in the new home - are our wedding vows, our oneness contract, and a photo I couldn't bring myself to remove - yet.
~ Coram Deo ~
Living all of life before the face of God...