Full Circle

Hello Friends,

January 31st, 2024

The last day of January 2024 and today I sold my parents home of more than 50 years. It has been an emotional journey for my brother and I. The closing went well and I’m happy we were able to sell the house and property to my cousin and her daughter. I look forward to seeing them turn the property into their own individual and unique space. The memories of my parents will live on through the many stories we love to share with one another. Much like anything in life, this too is a process. We are still going through things and packing, this is a journey we are all doing together. Letting go of things that held value to my parents has been especially difficult because although they held value for them, it’s a different kind of value to me. I have discovered that letting go of the item(s), does not equate to letting go of the value of the memories. I have a teddy bear collection that had been stored at my parents home and as I look at them now, the importance of them is not the items themselves but the memory of purchasing them with my mom. That is where the value resides, in the memory and in my heart. My parents had several antique dishes and although some are probably very valuable, finding the particular individuals who want them can be very challenging. In the end, my brother and I decided to sell the items as one lot for one price. We were both feeling a little down about our decision and then I was reminded; these antiques will continue to hold their value both monetarily and emotionally for the people who buy them and cherish them as our parents did. I found comfort in this knowledge. Below is a collection of thoughts and words, not necessarily a poem, more poem (like). Thank you for stopping by my blog today!

Full Circle

Sitting alone in my parents home
Longing for their voices to be heard
Packing their life’s passions into boxes

Praying new adventures await the items
Collectibles being enjoyed by new people
Bittersweet memories but new ones await

Life; the past, the present and future
Learn from the past, delight in the present
The future is a journey not a destination

The loss of a parent is indescribable
Material things will come and go
The memories we carry with us always

Speak their names often, tell stories
Remember their love and devotion
Build upon their life story

No one thing or person is perfect
Recognize the good, share it to others
Continue to seek knowledge to grow

This mortal life is only a vapor
Hold onto love, let it prosper
Resist hate, do not feed it, let it die

We are born into a vessel, a body
We live encapsulated in a body
Our bodies die, our spirit lives on.

Sweet sadness, saying goodbye
Letting go, just for a little while
Eternal life, our spirit lives on

We are created by God
We are children of God
Our death is simply a journey home.

Charlotte A.Robinson©️
January 31st, 2024

~Charlotte, Striving Towards Genuine Authentic Living As A Child Of God.

“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.” —Romans 12:2