I am moving today.
It’s been a few tough months of waiting and searching for the right apartment, but it was worth the wait. My boxes are packed, all accounts are settled – I am ready for something new.
There’s this wide open space in front of me, an open door into a new phase of life, a new stage of growth, a new part of me.
There are blank walls and empty corners, waiting for me to fill them with myself, my ideas, my life.
I want my apartment to be full of life.
A place where people can stop by because they know they’ll always be welcome.
A place where there’s always a seat on the table.
A place of community and fellowship, where masks can be taken down and vulnerability becomes the first step towards real relationships.
A place where lives are shared over a meal and true intimacy is built.
A place where we hold on to each other in bad times and celebrate the good times together.
Yes, I move in alone, but this is not my space.
This place is meant to be shared and lived in together.
So as I move boxes, set up furniture and unpack, I can’t wait to see who will come through these doors and add a little bit of their life to this space.
Welcome to Day 28 of 31 Days of Mundane Narratives! For the month of October I will be a storyteller. Together with a few friends we will browse the forgotten photos in our galleries and tell the stories that are so often lost in busyness.
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