A trip down memory lane. Occasionally I do go “home” again, on a trip back to where I grew up. We sold my parents house four years ago. A contracting firm made us an offer we couldn’t refuse. The house was very old, uncomfortable for my Dad and the expenses related to maintaining the house were too high. My Dad still lives in a new cozy apartment in the center of town.
We loved our old home and miss its character. But I’ll admit, not only is the impressive modern building itself beautiful, it is also incredibly detailed. Nevertheless, I wish I could turn back the clock.
Enjoy this beautiful day, my friends, wherever you are. Peace, love and understanding.