It's been two months since we closed the gate to our home of 7 years. She was sold. That home was our dream. We had swapped the city for the country. Our home was situated at the at the end of a dirt road, at the base of a 60 acre mountain.
Our home became a sanctuary away from the world for so many friends. We were rarely alone. It was how we liked it. A safe place to land when needed. Or a welcoming space to celebrate and laugh.
Felix was 3 when we moved in. That home held him as though he'd been there before. The creek. The pigs, the chooks, the bees. The insects and frogs he'd make habitats for that littered the house. His local market stall where he made and sold rock necklaces. The mountain defined him in so many ways. It was his home, his school, the place he was most himself. Surrounded by neighbours who just got him. Who guided him. Who loved him.
As he sobbed in my arms the night before we left, we sat under the full moon on the bridge above the creek and I held him while he felt the closing of this chapter. My Mama heart heavy with guilt.
We have so much to look forward to away from those 60 acres.
Our home was never perfect. We faced more challenges than we ever thought possible. The growing family we wished for, didn't eventuate. Our 2 years of trying for a second baby soon turned into 9. Another chapter we have closed. No more trying.
So much work and responsibility came with owning a large house, studio, workshop and acreage. It hasn't really hit me that that's no longer our now. And that we have the freedom we once dreamed of.
When I launched Zilvi almost 9 years ago, my first goal was to leave my full-time job as a Wedding and Event Manager. I did that within 10 weeks of opening the store.
The next move was to have Jason working full-time with Zilvi. We did that and within 2 years, left the city and moved to the country.
The third goal was to be completely debt free and have freedom to travel Australia taking our business with us.
And so, here we are. Roaming.
