We have sold our home in France and are moving to Umbria next week…
When we came to live here almost 5 years ago, I felt completely and utterly broken, and I honestly wondered how I’d get through each day… However, this house, the people I’ve met here, and this life I’ve been lucky enough to live has healed me, and given me so many happy memories to cherish.
I feel completely and utterly blessed to have lived in this beautiful part of the world and I know I will never live anywhere quite so magical again. Before I lived here, I don’t think I truly realised just how vast the sky was; I can stand outside at any time of day and look all around and just see it stretching up and away, above and beyond, in every direction…
I’ve met some wonderful people, and I’ve made some very precious friends. I’ve re-discovered my own creativity and I’ve taken up running. I can’t believe that in less than a week I will never again see the sunrise as I sit in bed drinking tea – but then, I’ve been lucky enough to have that for 5 years and now Italy and a new adventure beckons…
I’m apprehensive and excited all at once – how can I choose to leave this place that’s made me feel so secure, so happy? Well, because I need to follow what’s in my heart, and see what the next chapter brings…
(Apologies to those you I really should have told personally, but it’s all happened so fast, really…)
Well, we’ve moved out of our French home.
Finally everything is loaded – either in the removals van, a hired van, or in our car. It was sad to leave – despite being our choice – and closing all the shutters felt so final; I feel as if I’ve left the house sleeping. We’re currently in a hotel near Bordeaux looking forward to a rest before the long drive ahead….