8/19/2007
if this is you...
If it is nearly midnite and your body is aching nearly everywhere because of packing, lifting, cleaning, reaching, and walking. And you are now stretched out on your cozy chair, checking email for the first time in three days. And every once in awhile you look up and around your 'new' living room and remember the drama of your friends unrolling the magic red carpet and arranging the furniture that made this nice place into a *home*. Well if this is you, you just found yourself thinking back to that cozy little place across the street where you've lived the past five years. And you wonder if the next residents will know what those initials and handprints in the front sidewalk mean? And will the painters even pause a moment when they see a row of pencil marks and dates along the edge of the wall marking my kids' changing height? And will those few rooms be somehow, always, marked with the memory of us even when all of the superficial evidence is gone?
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Awwww....moving always carries a bit of sentimental reminiscing, doesn't it? Can't wait to see your new place!
It's funny to me how our first apartment here, one in which we only lived for a year, still gives me that sort of feeling. I often wonder who's living there now and if part of me is still there in some form or another. Major things happened there even if we weren't there for long. I mean, that's where Miles learned to walk!
p.s. I am excited to see your new habitat too.
I remember moving out of the apartment my family stayed in while my Dad was in college. I'll always have a soft spot in my heart for it. But I've never gone back.
I wish my family had kept pictures of our height markings, but we didn't.
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