My days have been very busy preparing to move into Fred’s house, taking care of the garden, and the endless job search. In this warmer weather I thought that the physical work should be done early and then later in the day I’d find time to blog but this has not been the case. It seems I’ve been occupied with the other tasks well into the evening and my days are busier than I thought imaginable.
It’s difficult sometimes returning to his house of ruins: the house he had shared with his wife, a house neglected. Then, I watch as he approaches this endeavor anew, filled with pride and ambition building a life for us while rebuilding this family home for his children and I am motivated to do my part as I should beside him. The restoration of the home and his reclamation as the man of the house is a wonderful transformation to see. It has been a healing. And although initially difficult this is becoming an exciting journey.