Monday, March 9, 2015

Little yellow house

"Do you smell it?" my son James asked his sister.
"It smells like Grandma and Grandpa's house," she answered.

The little yellow house. Indeed it did smell like Mom and Dad house back the lane. It was an old house built in 1938. Surrounded by ancient trees on a half acre of lovely yard, the little house calls to all who see it. A porch on the front where Mom and Dad's old swing found a new home. A porch on the side of the house often holds a lazy dog and two toddlers. I feel at home whenever I enter the house. I find a nest I once left behind. My son has remodeled the little yellow house. A new kitchen, a finished basement, sparkling hardwood floors and still the creaking of an old house.

It is hard to leave a dream behind, especially one that has seen your sweat and tears, been the home of the major events of your life, heard the coos of your newborn twins. It is difficult to say good-bye.

James and Lisa are focusing now on the well-being of their children. The little yellow house sits in the wrong place. The elementary school where the children would go is slipping from an already low position. The middle school and high schools are equally low. It is time to look ahead for the success of the children. And, that is just what they are doing. I'm proud. And....a little sad.

The days of sitting on the front porch watching school buses and cars go by with the twins will be gone. Rolling down the hill, playing in the tree house, sitting in a beautiful house full of light and windows will be only memories. That is what life is made of. Memories. We gather them, we take them out once in a while and look at them, sometimes we can even feel them wrap around us. A slice of life.

The little house sold in one day. For the last couple of weeks we have been saying farewell. Change is good. It keeps us growing and allows us to learn. The little yellow house was a nest for us all. It was a place where we grew as a family. Now we work together for the best of the little ones to the next plateau. It is exciting and intriguing. New community. New house. New experiences. A growing experience for all.

Little yellow house. Thank you.

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