If there's one topic that currently captivates my mind endlessly, it would undoubtedly be the concept of "change." Anticipating the arrival of this year, I eagerly awaited the winds of change, for life had felt stagnant in the previous year. Now that I have begun to experience these transformations, a unique sentiment washes over me. I have come to the realization that these changes won't come easily, especially when they involve significant shifts such as moving to a new house or changing jobs. Nonetheless, I remained optimistic, recognizing that these changes were ultimately for the better.

Having already experienced two major changes, namely a new job and a new home, I find myself engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions. On one hand, I feel a deep sense of satisfaction, having successfully orchestrated these changes precisely as I had envisioned last year. I transitioned to a job in the exact company I had manifested, reaching the same level of my aspirations. Furthermore, the opportunity to work from home was an unexpected bonus.

Similarly, I played a significant role in creating a new living space for my family, immersing myself in the profoundly impactful process. Undoubtedly, this journey has allowed me to grow as an individual. With the blessings of the divine, most aspects of the project unfolded as planned – from the financial aspects to the structure of the house and its location.

Additionally, I've managed to overcome the emotional barriers that I had built around myself last year, barriers that hindered my exploration of new experiences and prevented me from reconnecting with people and situations from the past. I have become emotionally available, ready to embrace all that life has to offer.

With everything seemingly perfect and aligned with my desires in the previous paragraphs, one might wonder what caused me to sit in a quiet corner of the room, feeling a slight restlessness that compelled me to jot down my thoughts for clarity. It was the realization of the "aftermath of change." Until now, I had never considered the consequences that follow change. My focus had been solely on ensuring a smooth transition and preparing for any potential obstacles or unforeseen circumstances. I had never stopped to think about what would happen after things went according to plan – how would I feel then? Making the change happen seemed like the ultimate goal, but now I understand that experiencing the aftermath of change is just as significant.

During the process of building the house, excitement coursed through my veins. I envisioned sharing pictures with my loved ones as soon as it was ready, writing an entire blog detailing the journey, and creating reels to capture the essence of the experience. However, it has been nearly ten days since I moved into the new house, and I haven't shared a single picture with even my closest companions. Perhaps this hesitancy arises from the fact that the feeling of change has now truly sunk in – after the event itself, not during its occurrence.

I have been wandering through the halls of this new, significantly larger house, appreciating all the wonderful aspects it offers. The spacious rooms, the expansive living area, the upgraded washrooms, the balcony I had always longed for, and even the walls painted in my favorite color – all of these reasons make me fond of this place. However, despite these positive attributes, a sense of unfamiliarity lingers. Small details like parking, interior design, and water supply trouble me more than I anticipated. Witnessing the puzzled expressions on my family members' faces, who are undoubtedly undergoing a similar emotional transition, fills me with empathy both for them and for myself. I constantly remind them, and myself, that these temporary emotions will pass with time, that after a few days, we will begin to feel more at home. After all, we lived in our previous house for 18 years; it's only natural that it will take us at least 18 days to adjust to a new place. I am aware of this reality and have been reassuring my family members of the same. I remain steadfast, sharing my emotional strength with them, knowing that in just a few more days, we will find ourselves more settled.

Throughout this entire journey, I have come to realize that change is not merely a sprint, where you strive to reach the finish line. Instead, it resembles a long and arduous marathon, where success is not only about reaching the end but also about navigating the challenges that come afterward. The true race begins after crossing the finish line.

Despite these temporary struggles, I maintain a positive outlook, knowing that soon we will all feel a sense of belonging and start focusing on the positive aspects of our new home. As I write these words, my heart brims with gratitude towards God for orchestrating these changes in a positive manner and granting me the strength to navigate through them.

With each new day, I awaken with an infectious surge of positive energy and an attitude that embraces life and its ever-changing nature. Hopefully, I will soon be able to share my heartfelt sentiments about feeling at home in our new abode.

Until then,

Tada