The Big Empty

On this dreary day we emptied the house I grew up in. I remembered how big and empty it looked to a seven year old when we moved in, and today once again it looked so big and empty as we moved the last piece out. 

Life is a journey, and the years spent here were most certainly blessed. Each and every memory is etched deeply in my mind, and for that I'm thankful.

Tomorrow I'll continue the process of closing this chapter. There's still plenty to take care of, so the end will continue to loom in the distance.

Pray on,
Eddy