Just a few minutes ago I wheeled our pram out to the verge. No, it wasn’t with anyone in it unless you count the family of spiders who have inhabited it. Its been sitting out the back behind our shed (under cover) for the last few years. It really wasn’t suitable to donate to anyone, it had gotten to that overused stage and even had a bump with each turn of the wheels. Saying goodbye to the pram is just one of the strange goodbyes we are having to do.
For example, our budgie Babybird went to live with her new owners on Saturday. I must admit to not being too attached to Babybird but there were other memories associated with her cage. After one of the girls knocked over her original cage we had to put her in the huge mansion of a Weiro cage. That cage was where we had housed our first Weiro not long after we got married.
Today we said goodbye to the last four of our ducks. If you read my blog regularly you will know that we loved our ducks. Our drake was called Moseley and he was the proud father to nine ducklings. One friend took three of the ducks the other week, another took two and then today a man I don’t know paid us for the last four. How strange to be catching the ducks to take them out to his car. I just dragged their purple pond out to the verge too, ready for the verge collection next week.
Yesterday we had someone come and look at our modified 1968 VW Beetle, affectionately known as ‘The Latte’. It won’t be long before we say goodbye to her too. Latte was once our only car. The stares we got driving her around! At the time we had our gorgeous little sausage dog who would sit on the back ledge behind the seats (its a two seater). She’s for sale by the way, $1500 O.N.O. Its a shame that we have to give her up but we can’t justify taking her across the country with us.
Lastly, we took a diversion driving home from our friends house on Sunday and popped by our old church. This was the one where Michael and I met and grew up in. We also took a very quick spin around our old area and past our old house. We figured its probably going to be the last time we do that for a very very long time, even if we visit Perth (which we will) we won’t need to go to that suburb for anything. I lived in that house for close to 20 years.
Goodbyes are funny things. I’m not devastated by any of these, we feel that we do have to make sacrifices in order to follow God’s lead. Hopefully we will be able to get more ducks or chooks one day and maybe even a VW again. Actually, I’m sure we will as these things are intertwined with our character. I like that thought.
[...] shed a little tear as Little L and I watched the council truck collect our junk. As I mentioned in a previous post our pram was in that pile along with our duck and chook enclosures. Here they are being loaded on [...]