We set up the RV in the driveway and went over to have dinner with my parents. It was so good to see them again.
Last September when we drove away I never expected to come back to this house. We emptied it completely and prepared it for a new family.
When we decided to park here I was worried that it would be unsettling but I never expected to feel such a sense of loss being here. It is only a house, lumber and drywall, right?
I think it's the memories and all of the hard work we put into making it a beautiful home. My dad and I remodeled the kitchen ourselves. I built raised garden beds a couple of years ago for a kitchen garden and it was beautiful. It took me weeks to move all of the dirt, build the beds and finish it just the way I wanted it.
Rob spent countless hours woodworking in his shop making beautiful things.
Life changes though and we move on. Perhaps it was a mistake to park here at the old house. Maybe it's the final step in letting it all go. I guess I'll know which it is later.
The Little RV is our home now and that was our choice, one that we jumped into wholeheartedly. The last 10 months have given us memories and experiences we'll never forget.
|Wherever it is, it is our home.|