Though Mom and I did not do so great at last month’s [Nashville] flea market, we decided to give it another go this month. We were put in a different building (per our pleading), and did SO MUCH better this time! We broke even on Friday (unless you include all the purchases we made from other vendors throughout the day), we had a lovely time together, and I found a great stand for us to put our TV on when we move into our rental house (it is mounted above our fireplace now, but we will not be mounting it in the rental… way to much of a pain)!
We will plan on being at the flea market again next month, and after that I will begin pursuing craft fairs in the Atlanta area. Now that will be an adventure!!!
In the meantime, our house is an absolutely wreck! We have boxes everywhere. Andrew even said last night, “It’s just a house now… definitely not home.” I was surprised that he said that, and I think it really speaks to how important the HOME is. I have poured a lot of time, effort, and love into making our house our safe place, but I never thought Andrew noticed. I did it for him, but I also did it for myself, so that I could have an oasis. As the time for us to move gets closer and closer, I am becoming excited about doing the same thing to our rental home: making it feel like HOME… a place where Andrew wants to come after long hard day of classes. Having that to look forward to makes it a little less of a heartbreak for me to move. And our [current] house being in absolutely disarray also makes it a bit easier to let go.
Nothing will make moving further from my family any easier, but everything else is much easier to let go of than I thought it would be. Stuff is just stuff… there is plenty of it out there. A house is just a house… there are plenty of those around too. Treasures on earth are so temporary (Matthew 6:19,20). And our troubles on this earth are temporary too.