Hey guys. Sooo … I don’t know how many times I have written about life changes within the past 24 months. And as life would have it, there’s another big change coming round the corner. I spent the last few days basically going through decision-hell and it was incredibly hard, but I will be moving to a new place at the beginning of next year. It’s the same city and not far from my old neighborhood, but deciding for this change was excruciatingly hard nontheless.
But I’ve made my decision and I know that despite all my worry and fear, it is the right one. In February of 2016, I was in a similar situation and wrote down some thoughts with the intent to publish them as a blog post. I never did, but I keep coming back to the text in times like these and reading it helps me a lot. I know these kinds of posts are not for everyone and that’s okay. But publishing these words felt like the right thing and maybe there’s someone among you who is in a similar situation and it helps them feel a little less alone. Here’s what I wrote:
Okay. So this is a sewing blog and it definitely will stay this way. But to be honest: There’s so much going on right now that I feel like I have neither the peace of mind nor the time to photograph new sewing projects.
So I don’t think this blog is at risk of becoming too much of a general „mixed topics“ blog if I tune in today with a more personal, reflective post.
Like I said, there has been a lot going on lately. As life would have it, the New Year started with some really big changes as a result of which I will have to move again. It came unexpectedly and there’s been a lot of tears and emotional pain involved. I’ve moved thrice within the last four years and the prospect of having to go through all that apartment hunting and moving stress again, isn’t exactly something I’m looking forward to.
To move, I will have to leave my old neighbourhood. That I’ve known for years. That almost feels as familiar, safe and secure as my parents’ house. That I know every little corner of. That’s perfectly close to the central station, subway station, the highway and the park. That always has parking spots available, even at 2am (seriously, this is rare in this city!).
But here’s the thing: Very very few things are permanent. Everything is constantly changing. Be it your friends who suddenly decide to marry and have kids, be it your roommate who moves into a new town or your beloved old night lamp that breaks and isn’t available at IKEA anymore (true story ;-). Or be it yourself: You’re graduating, you’re moving to new places and even if you don’t, you change. You grow older, you learn stuff and experience things and your body changes.
And of course it’s scary. The fact that the people I love won’t be around forever, scares the hell out of me. But compared to that: What’s an apartment? It’s a thing. And of course I’ve loved that thing and I’m super sad that I have to move and leave the neighbourhood I’ve been living in for over 5 years. Don’t get me started on the apartment that I spent so much time renovating and decorating. Or the dishwasher. God, that one’s hard to leave behind.
But that’s okay. It’s okay to find it hard to part with things (even silly dishwashers) and it’s okay to be sad. It’s even okay if you cry a little. It doesn’t mean that you’re overreacting, that you’re super attached and too emotional or that this feeling is never ever going to pass.
Just know that this feeling will pass. Like everything, it is just temporary. It’s okay to be sad, but don’t hold on to that sadness more than necessary. You can’t change what happened. All you can do is to try to find as many positive things in your present as possible. You’ll find a new apartment, a new lovely neighbourhood and new things to love. And it’s going to be okay.