Some 25 plus years ago, peering through the closed windows and back gates of a house for sale, I liked what I saw and declared this abode home. With 3 kids & pets, space was needed and #21 had exactly that……4 large bedrooms and a huge back yard…..enough space to live, play & enjoy!
Indeed, home it became for many years. Ironically, although I was known in my family as the wanderer, I was to become the only one to live in one place for many years, my home becoming the family gathering venue.
Over the years, along with the human residents, 7 dogs, 2 cats, a couple of hamsters, a feral pigeon, many wild birds and even a snake made our home theirs, sharing in the love, laughter, fun, tears, sadness and experiences that could fill volumes.
A house became a home. Bricks and mortar became a haven of warmth & safety. Trees grew from saplings, delicious fruit was plucked straight off the branches & into hungry mouths, fresh veggies from the garden to the plate, children played, life was lived, occasions celebrated and the years flew by.
Children blossomed into adults & moved on, coming back for visits – their own children now filling the empty rooms with the sounds of happy laughter.
And then came the time to part company with a home that was now too big, it was time to downscale and start anew. Walking away from my haven for the last time evoked some sadness, a feeling of loss, like the death of a loved one, but the wonderful memories will remain forever.
Farewell #21, your walls and warmth kept me & mine safe and dry for so long, but tis now time for you to watch over the growing years of another young family.
Farewell #21, your welcoming aura will be missed by many.
And now comes the freedom of a whole new life, new journeys & adventures, new stories to be written, new footprints to be made…………I’m footloose & fancy free!!!