Leaving What We Loved
Our Un-Nomadic Home
I’m fishing up some pictures for our series of e-books about to published, and found, OH MY GOD!, pictures of our home. A home of a normal family. A normal home with curtains and clutter and things to be fixed when we ‘get around to it’. A home up until those last few minutes, just before becoming a nomadic family. I’m just sitting here, feeling blank, kinda wishy-washy, missing my home. Ok, really missing my home: my sun-lit spacious, mountain-side home. Ahhhhh, home, bittersweet, home.
|Shelves and shelves of books, in every room, in every corner. I miss being surrounded by books|
Last Minutes of Home As We Walk Out the Door. Oh!
|our living room, clutter-free right before we walked out the door|
|dahnya’s lambaleh, the one stuffed animal she has slept with her entire life
from grandfather nechemia
My amazing, unbelievable, un-earthlyly capable, loving, kind assistant, who runs my business while I’m gone (and when iIm actually working in normal life previous to our travels) has taken another unreal step in saving my life…and being too kind and beautiful. She has given our beloved Kooli (aka: Loolie) a loving home. She took her this week from a situation which was not working out, and now has made her a star.
I just told kobi. It’s unreal how many amazing blessings and kind people keep entering our lives.
Thank You Dafna! Thank you for everything!!!