Almost Gone. We have sold the farmhouse where I grew up and the developer is moving at lightening speed to get ready for new pretty houses on the land. I went to take some pictures before the house was totally removed. That surprisingly caused a few tears and some reflection. We moved here when I was 9 and lived in an RV for a while until we remodeled the house. There are many memories attached to this home for me. When I was young and an only child, living out so far was a blessing and a curse. I was lonely at times, but the room allowed me to play in the fields, pretending to be anything I could come up with, and to learn a lot about raising food. (Mostly that I don't want to.) I rode horses here with my mom, and bottle fed calves and one possum(Can't remember what happened to him.) But mostly, it's where I lived with my dad, who gave up so much time and energy (not to mention money)to take me through my teenage years and I grew up and developed into an adult in this house. That will never change, even if the house is gone and there are newer prettier ones there. I guess it gives other little boys and girls an opportunity to benefit from this place and grow up too.
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OMG, you almost made me cry! Saddness and Happiness as the world evolves around us. I know how you feel.
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