April 17, 2008
Goodbye Little House
You were a good home. We sit in our neighborhood for the last time and I ask Jack if it's alright if a new family moves into our house. "No." he says..."No it's not." I can see him processing and he's talking his thoughts out with us. This age is so good - they roll with the changes - but still, we try to be gentle with these transitions. This is the only home Ian has ever known and its the only one so far that Jack will remember. But you know, it's time to go. Things are ship-bound and air-bound. The rooms in the house echo now and they are sad when we are there. I like to remember it full and happy. So I say my goodbyes quickly and I tell my boys about the next big adventure.
And the gypsy in me has been happy to have these experiences but is also happy to move on. We're ready to see your face...it's been a long time friend.
