My husband and I have been married for 3 years. We are getting set to move for the fourth time.
I think we have a clearer picture of what we want and what option will help us achieve our goals. Finding an apartment with a standard paint color other than white is a plus. An apartment with storage even better. Upgrades, better still. An apartment with a wooded view, perfection. An apartment by the dumpster or AC units, no way. Access to walking trails, definitely a plus.
I find myself more anxious than ever about this move because it is very likely that our new place will be 411 square feet smaller than our current place. Plus, the new apartment is smaller than our very first apartment we had as newlyweds.
I’m not worried about how M and I will handle living in a smaller space together, no problems there.
I think my worry is about the space. Will I have a place to write? Where will we workout? Where will we put everything? How are we going to decorate to most effectively use the space?
We have so much stuff, and I don’t know where it’s all going to go. I don’t know what to keep or what to throw away. Being a former teacher, I have a lot of stuff.
But the thing is it’s just stuff, and in the big picture of things does our stuff really matter? Do I really need to keep my books from college or hang on to the pair of shoes I never wear? Do I really need the cookbook I never use?
At the end of the day, life isn’t about the stuff we have. Life is about the love we have in our hearts. A small apartment filled with the love of Christ and the love between M and I is where I want to call home.
As we make our final decision in apartment hunting 4.0, I must remember to keep Phillipians 4:6 close to my heart:
Have no anxiety at all, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, make your requests known to God.