Well it's official! John and I have decided to retire. We've come to this point through many many many nights of talking, calculating, and getting all of our ducks in a row.....
We finished out the business things (that needed to be finished and sold) and now we have come to the task of selling our home. It's one of those things that takes forever to finally sink in and make you realize that this is really happening. But this weekend John took down all the pictures and things on the wall in the kitchen,dining room, pantry and hall closet to wash and put a fresh coat of paint on all those walls. He did a fantastic job...he truly paints like a professional....the house looks fresh and new. (Thanks Honey for such a great job!)
It wasn't until this evening when I walked past the hall closet and shut the door that I heard it....the "echo sound" of moving. You know the sound when there's nothing on the walls, nothing in the closet to muffle the vacuum of air that happens as a door closes in an empty room....the sound your heart and mind will make when you walk out the door of the place you've called home for many years.....(even if you want to move). There will be that sense of loss for what was a part of your life that will no longer be. We'll miss the friends we've made here (some John has known for over 30 years). We'll miss the family we are leaving behind (but they will visit and so will we). We'll miss the people we've worked with, the familiarity of going to the grocery store right down the road or the route we always chose to drive to Portland. We'll miss watching the birds and occasionally the deer out the window of our beautiful 4-season sun room. We will miss all of that and it will all start with the echo of an empty closet or room.
We finished out the business things (that needed to be finished and sold) and now we have come to the task of selling our home. It's one of those things that takes forever to finally sink in and make you realize that this is really happening. But this weekend John took down all the pictures and things on the wall in the kitchen,dining room, pantry and hall closet to wash and put a fresh coat of paint on all those walls. He did a fantastic job...he truly paints like a professional....the house looks fresh and new. (Thanks Honey for such a great job!)
It wasn't until this evening when I walked past the hall closet and shut the door that I heard it....the "echo sound" of moving. You know the sound when there's nothing on the walls, nothing in the closet to muffle the vacuum of air that happens as a door closes in an empty room....the sound your heart and mind will make when you walk out the door of the place you've called home for many years.....(even if you want to move). There will be that sense of loss for what was a part of your life that will no longer be. We'll miss the friends we've made here (some John has known for over 30 years). We'll miss the family we are leaving behind (but they will visit and so will we). We'll miss the people we've worked with, the familiarity of going to the grocery store right down the road or the route we always chose to drive to Portland. We'll miss watching the birds and occasionally the deer out the window of our beautiful 4-season sun room. We will miss all of that and it will all start with the echo of an empty closet or room.
But tomorrow we will fill the pantry again. We'll put the pictures back on the walls and the coats back in the hall closet and snuggle into the coziness and comfort of our home....and wait........... for someone to come along who will leave the echos of their old home and who will want to fill this house with laughter, love, family and no echos of emptiness....and make it their new home......
We are ready to start this new chapter in our lives.......if you need a new home...we're waiting for you ....bring on the "echo sound" of moving....we're ready.
