Nichole thinks everyone should have an escape when they are trying to move… and not just to their new home. She can’t begin to describe the joy and peace of leaving the chaos of Little Elm and coming to Denton to be in this home of peacefulness in a canopy of trees. The girls love it. Nichole loves it. Shahram loves it. Trees do something miraculous to the chakras. Out every window there is a covering of green leaves and branches, sometimes the sun is shooting through. Sometimes it’s overcast, but it’s always beautiful and refreshing to our spirits. It reenergizes us to continue packing and thinking positively, upon return to the house in LE. From living down there for four years, away from most of our friends, we can see we have become quite reclusive. We’ve been here off and on for 3 days and we’ve not attempted to see anyone, though we did think about it today. We think we are mellowing and adjusting. Persia is having the most difficulty and she’s back to screaming a lot and hitting Margaux. She needs a visit to Rodney, who just happens to be in Hawaii until the 20th. But we’ll get through it.
The painters started today. We have to meet another realtor at 5:30 this evening back over there. We think Margaux and Persia will stay in Denton. We’re wondering if we’ll have time to go get them some Chinese or Thai food.
So, after meeting with the painters this morning, we did indeed return to Denton–Shahram had breakfasted with Checkers before he went back to Little Elm this morning. Checkers was glad to see us, and he and Persia are starting to become friends again. She still wants Daddy and/or Mama close by when interacting with him, but she’s not crying and clinging like she had been. We had late coffee and late brunch and then Shahram went to work, and Nichole and the girls headed out back. What a lovely back yard. Nichole emptied the water from the luggage carrier where it was thought that mosquitoes may be breeding. Then Margaux tried the zipline several times and Persia got on the air-pogo stick/swing and we bounced her for quite a long time.
After a bit, Margaux wanted to go play basketball so we all headed out front. Persia had a little spill and after comforting her, all three ladies sat on the porch swing and rocked and rocked enjoyed the good smell of approaching rain, the new sounds of birds and big vehicles at work, and a slight breeze. Nichole started to crochet at some point after getting Persia an apple. Margaux started reading a book and Persia just sat quietly, enjoying her fruit and all the sensations.
After about an hour, Persia sat on Nichole’s lap and fell asleep. She was carried up to bed where she continues to nap, now 90 minutes later. It’s 3:55pm. We love it here. We hope our next home has this many trees, this many birds and is this peaceful. We think some of the less peacefulness is the amount of stuff we hold onto. We want to get rid of so much JUNK! But when you’re standing there with stuff that’s been yours forever, you have a kind of emotional attachment that’s hard to set aside. I think we did best when Tiffany was there telling Margaux to pick just 20. And that’s a lot of stuffed animals anyway. Twenty! Gosh we used to buy that girl everything. So glad those days are over, never to be experienced again.
Ahhh, peace. Ahhh peace.
