Tuesday, July 17

Still Here In Texas

When I packed up all my toys and moved to Virginia six years ago, I left behind my crazy friend (the nurse) that had been a part of my life since the girls were in diapers. She helped me pack for the big move, sobbing the entire time.

I sold her my house, complete with 5 cats. The cats were old then and have finished their life in my absence. The house looks like the nurse's house now. The only reminder I have of that family with two little girls is the writing just outside the kitchen door, in the garage, that notated the height and date as my daughters grew.

I've walked the block or so to her back patio for morning coffee a couple of times since I've been here. It gives me a break in the action and allows me to be outside. The backyard was always a haven for me... an escape from the chaos that comes with a family.

7 comments:

Rhea said...

That's a really cool thing, that your friend lives in your former house. I always have very mixed feelings about revisiting places I used to live. Usually I just want it to stay the way it is in my memories.

slouching mom said...

Ooh, it must feel really strange to be in your house that's also not your house.

Jennifer said...

How interesting that you've gotten to visit your old house! And it's so nice that you've gotten to visit an old friend.

Christine said...

there are so many old friends that i wish i could be sharing a cup of coffee with right now. . .

goldennib said...

How sweet that you have this haven.

OldHorsetailSnake said...

You feeling sad, Miz Mell? Probably you just feeling remembrances, good kind.

Sorry about the cats, though.

LisaBinDaCity said...

I hope you are enjoying Texas - I know I did! It will always feel like home to me...