October 16th, 2006
This morning, we closed on the sale of the house we’ve been in since 2002.
We’re excited about Grandpa’s farmhouse that we’re having renovated, and it will be great when we get to move in there in December or January.
But it’s sad to leave the place that has been home for these last few years. Terah and I got a chance to spend a few last minutes over there today.
All sorts of memories came back. We remembered our long walks up and down the driveway, hand in hand, laughing and talking. We remembered sitting out on the west edge of our property watching the sun set behind the trees. We remembered playing with our cats, having friends and family over, the excitement when we moved in, all the hard work we put into renovating the old part of the house, and so many more things.
We also been looking back and laughing at things that were really pretty annoying at the time: having no water because of ants, having to move out for a few days on Valentine’s Day because of a skunk, being without power for most of a week because of ice (and having to cut my way in and out through the driveway).
We’ll have memories, photos, and some small souvenirs from our old house. But we’ll miss it, too, just like we missed our house in Indianapolis and its pond with attack geese. (That’s another story.)
When we moved to Kansas, my grandma, who grew up a few miles away, heard our address and said, “Dutch Avenue! That’s right at home for me.” It was right at home for us, too.
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