And now . . .
The drive back to Kindersley from Airdrie was with mixed feelings.
I am in a stage of life where each day is something new and something old. Today I awoke with planning in my head. That is not new! But the plans are new.
Trips to Airdrie, where my fiance lives, means a few household goods come back each time. Yesterday was even more so. Both Cynthia and I were driving vehicles – a result of our various schedules over these next few days. In the vehicles were some cabinets, a bike, some toys, a light, puzzles, a stool, and coolers.
This is new to both of us. For year(s) we have both kept our own house. Kept the house running, supplied with goods and arranged in our own patterns. Now we are both working on com-promise (the original meaning of the word being to come together with promise for the future).
I am learning, trying to learn, hoping to learn – life is not just about me.
Storing the bike was easy – there is space in the shed out back. The cabinet? Well, I have a feeling there needs to be some more combined thought on that.
Of course, this is a life lesson as well. We are never islands to ourselves. And the best of life is experienced with others, in compromise, seeking what God has next for us! Not always an easy path but well worth the effort!