So we’ve decided to move… again
It took me some time to accept the fact that we’re leaving our apartment in Cuiabá (because I really like it) but now that we’re leaving in a few days, I’ve finally come to terms with it.
I’ve cried for 2 or 3 days feeling guilty about giving up the apartment after only 3 months of living in it.
I felt like we hadn’t really lived in it. Like we hadn’t really enjoyed our time here.
But then I asked myself, how many more days, weeks or months would I need to feel like I’ve enjoyed it?
Was it really a matter of time?
What if instead we had stayed until October 2021, like it was supposed to be… would have I felt like I’ve enjoyed it more?
And what I realized is it’s not about having more time but more presence.
So it doesn’t matter if we’re staying 3 months or a year in this apartment. If I’m not being present, then staying more wouldn’t have been a solution.
Since I realized this, I felt more grateful of the remaining days I still had. I felt grateful for the little things such as baking chocolate cakes with Ellie, going to the local market on Sundays or having ice creams at the nearby mall…
Even though I know Life is meant to be lived in the present moment, I often tend to forget it.
So I’m thankful for this reminder and for the time spent in this apartment. Our first (and last) apartment as a family of 3 👨👩👧❤️