Some of you know that I moved from a wonderful duplex I was renting into a wonderful neighboring development where I purchased a duplex. Terrifying thoughts of “moving” rivaled excitement of new, pleasing surrounding kept me a bit tense, as my daughters can affirm, but the results are more than comfortable and verge on the edge of spectacular
On moving day, six daughters, three sons -in- law, two grandchildren and a somewhat be-fuddled older woman (me) measured and nailed, moved and placed, wiped and dried, threw away and kept the collection of 80+ years of stuff. At the end of the day, everything was in its intended spot.
One chair in particular, placed just right, gave me the joy of telling the daughters that it cannot in the future be moved. In the lower panel of one of the living area windows, acting almost as a frame, the view is picture perfect of the hill that holds Bill’s dream of our house on the hill. And on a clear day, with bare trees surrounding it, I catch a glimpse of the white boards of that dream still fresh and giving shelter to new generations. Life is good
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