A big chapter closes

The day begins

Well hello again. I sat down to a lovely salad and coffee, for breakfast this morning. I've been wanting to sit down and write this post for about a month now. I guess the words don't come easy, for one of the hardest things I've ever had to share. I'll do my best though.

Around this time last year, I wrote about our dilemma of deciding, whether to invest in my husband's deceased family estate, or sell his share, and invest it in our property. I was optimistic, whatever happened, I would potter around in my garden, as usual. Where ever that ended up being.

I was looking forward to updating you all, on the decision we finally arrived at together. However, I was later to discover, that decision was made without me.

18 October 2021

It all happened, with the last hail storm. About a month ago, we experienced the first severe hail storm, in our 14 years living here. Fortunately, there wasn't too much damage. At least, to the property. I was about to have a bombshell dropped on me though, when my partner of 23 years came home and announced he was leaving. 

If you're shocked, that was my reaction too. I didn't fully understand at the time, why this was the case. As we had endured ups and downs in our relationship before, and always come out the other end, stronger. However, I later discovered, there was a third-party involved. 

Day after the storm ~ assessing the mess

It's been a whirlwind since, putting my life back together. The hardest part was having to lay to rest, an identity I nurtured for 23 years. Everything I ever thought was my future, suddenly died. I'm still coming to terms with that. Taking one day, at a time. 

I'm learning to focus on my life, in new ways. Not in a needs-must, act of survival. More of being gentle and kind with the process, of realising who I am again. Because understandably, my self-esteem took a big hit, and there's reluctance to put yourself on the line again. Even when it comes to believing in your dreams again. 

Which leads me to why I'm sharing. What is going to happen to the property?

The Gully competely flooded ~ first time in 3 years

I wish I had a definitive answer. For now, my son and I are going to live here, and finish off the school year. Which is only 3 more weeks of. There are school holidays to plan for too. My mother is selling her property, and will be moving in with us as soon as she can. Which will help immensely.

After that, I cannot say. There may be an option to buy the property, and maintain it myself. Or maybe reality plays out a different option. We'll definitely see the end of 2021 here though, and beginning of 2022. More to come. 

Everything is green again

Just know, as this big chapter closes on my life, there is a reason and purpose for every season. Renewal is waiting to emerge somewhere down the line, because of it. Doesn't it always come back to a garden though? 

Thanks for all your support over the years, my long time readers. Also to those new arrivals, who just found my blog. Don't let my recent news, set you back from pursuing your own dreams of becoming a land steward. It's still a very worthwhile pursuit, which you won't regret making. I certainly don't regret it, and still have much more to share about my journey in that regard.

Until next time though, may your soil always be fertile and covered with something good.