I move through this day fully aware it is my last day in my home. Tomorrow we leave our neighborhood and home to move into the Inn. We have loved these four years in the midst of Japanese farm lands. We’ve loved our gentle Japanese neighbors, shared fireworks and Japanese drinks in the summer evenings, mutually shoveling each other out in the winter. We’ve loved our American neighbors.
Suitcases are laid out in rooms. Boxes have been filled and sealed. I suppose I SHOULD address them and get the custom forms filled out – soon. Blankets are being washed. Yuukis many blankets and kennel “things” are washed. Cupboards are empty….still need to empty the fridge. My deadline for this is 6 p.m. when we will make our last trip to Hachinohe and bless another with our “leftovers” – and more.
I’m trying to make time for the kids to play outside with their friends…there really can’t be enough time. How much time does one need to prepare to leave friends of the heart? They are also aware this is their last day with their friends…and so I work frantically in the house trying to get it all done without calling the kids in.
I DID schedule an hour of play for myself as well – time to connect face to face one last time with a fellow chaplain’s wife. I’ll see her again at a staff farewell , and a chapel farewell but this will be it for intimate connecting of the heart.
My back aches. My head aches. My heart aches.
My heart says, “I can’t,” my soul reminds “cherish – don’t cling,” and my spirit shouts, “Be strong and of good courage!”
Living all of life before the face of God...