Whether it's to a person or a place or a house, it's hard to say goodbye.
My late hubs and I bought our front entry Colonial home 18 years ago. I loved it upon first glance.
No day since has gone by without my thanking my lucky stars to live in such a lovely place.
The pink fireplace made the decision to buy it fairly easy. Now, it's making saying goodbye very difficult.
But keeping up a large home with many maintenance issues is no easy task once one's partner goes to the other side of life.
So the front entry colonial will soon have another owner.
This past week was spent working on files in the window-filled home office.
A deep sadness hung in the air.
Part of saying goodbye to a house is remembering all the wonderful times spent there.
I lifted my cell phone camera to the windows and snapped shots of the splendorous trees in their autumn finery for all of my sweet blog peeps to see.
Looking down on the backyard lawn, all the projects and hard work my late husband did came to mind.
With great difficulty, I enjoyed the splendor of the moment and felt immense gratitude for the many years spent in this home.
Soon the new owner will be here and a new era will begin for her and for me.
Things change and we must adjust.
HAVE YOU HAD TO SAY GOODBYE TO A HOME YOU LOVED?







