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The Power Of Community…

When did I last post to you?

Do you remember? I don’t. It seems like a lifetime ago.

It was a lifetime ago and all along…

You were in my thoughts, buoying me on with your support…

Now, here I am. In our new house ~ built in 1971 and sadly neglected. A townhouse, in a tiny suburban condominium of only 58 units. Less than 1.2 miles from our “other” house. The house I thought was our “dream” house, but you know what? Dreams change. They’re complex, mentally and emotionally. They morph into new dreams and this little townhouse may well turn out be my real dream house. I can’t believe it. Every day, we’re working relentlessly to make this house ours.

Despite the chaos…

We moved in on July 26. Eleven days ago. We’re living amidst unopened boxes, dust, crates of art against the walls, knob-less doors (all were covered in paint and we removed them) and endless revelations we finding ~ imperfections, signs that previous owners did not respect the integrity of this darling little house ~ and all the work that cries to be done if only we could afford to do it. But, it will take time. I’m learning patience. And I’m so happy here ~ because it’s a community

Believe me, I have not forgotten you…

I’ve tried to follow your comments and I’ve felt your support, but as I sit here now in my new office ~ the only room in this sweet little townhouse that’s “under construction” ~ for the first time since before we moved, I have consistent internet access. (I’ve had to turn off my computer during all the blasting through walls, the rebuilding of ceilings, the replacement of baseboard, the plastering and drywalling. And all I was doing was removing a hideous, paint-splattered old  and very ugly gas fireplace.

It’s taken a while, not to mention that this “downsizing” has not been an easy one, emotionally.

My empathetic and wise Seneca College chair, granted me last week off. I gave my students online assignments. This week, however, I was back in class, though utterly exhausted. We’re on track and covering all the material in the course addendum.

All this time, I’ve felt so guilty about neglecting you and Coming Out Crazy. Heartfelt thanks to my tireless editor, Jessica the Great, and Psych Central C.E.O. and Founder John M. Grohol, Psych. They graciously granted me leave. Here at Psych Central, my psychological and psychiatric health is important to them. What a gift. So, I was able to rest a bit. I was still teaching, but not doing all my regular posting.

Packing, unpacking, cleaning and organizing with the generous help of family and friends…

Marty and I were almost all on our own during this move. He and I packed up our old house and then unpacked it by ourselves. We had enormous help. My youngest sister Glorianne was a life-saver. As was her partner, Tom ~ a whiz when it comes to dismantling and remantling shelving units and desks. They helped us box up our huge kitchen.

My darling, dearest friend, Peggy, with her brilliant eye for design, put the finishing touches on our old house. It was so dazzling, it sold in 28 hours. Then she was back this week to help me set up my kitchen here.

To be continued…

The Power Of Community…


Sandy Naiman

Sandy Naiman is a Toronto freelance journalist.


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Naiman, S. (2010). The Power Of Community…. Psych Central. Retrieved on August 19, 2019, from https://blogs.psychcentral.com/coming-out-crazy/2010/08/the-power-of-community/

 

Last updated: 7 Aug 2010
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