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10 years is a long time

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I've been staying in this place for the past 10+ years and we are to be moving out and selling this place soon. To say that we are not kind of uncomfortable is an understatement.

We have grown so accustomed to our place that everything works like clockwork. We know where everything is and how things work around here. And yet life throws you challenges.

My kids are going to be needing funds for their education a car, business whatever it is that is written in their future. I don't know how people do it.

My ex is like 'no big deal' and I am like it's a freaking big deal! 😢😂

I knew this house was gonna go because I held on so long because of this very moment: the moment I enter a new phase and the kids need money for college or whatever. I knew that.

That's why Buddhists teach you not to attach. A house is a house is a house. It's not a home. A home is where you and your family are. A home is where you are comfortable, your refuge, and a safe place to lay your head at night.

While you are still on this planet. Because a home on earth is not even a real spiritual home. At the end of the day we die. And THEN we kind of go home or go to 'another home'.

Financially there's still a big hurdle to climb. Moving to a new place is difficult and expensive. And my ex is treating it as if I have cash stashed away everywhere. That's just him. Always pushing the buck to me.

That's why he is not an awful person but a terrible man and husband and father. He's not thinking of me and the kids. He's thinking of himself.

At this point I don't even know what will become of me at the end of this journey, really. It worries me.

Like the wise say, take one step at a time. Whatever is in front of you, that's your next step.

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