You Can Never Go Home Again
On July 4th, my mother accepted a bid to sell her house. It's been over 5 years since dad passed away and 34 years in the same house for her. The old neighborhood is in decline and time has come for a change. Whenever I think about where I grew up, this house will be the only image to come to mind. Although my sister remembers the apartment mom and dad lived in when she was born, it was to this house that I came home from the hospital.
The deal, of course, isn't finalized but if everything moves forward, she will be leaving both the house and Cincinnati by the end of August. Although she hasn't found a new place yet, she has settled her mind on moving to Indianapolis near her family. She has a lot to do over the coming months, but this alone is a huge step toward making a good change in her life. Congratulations, mom.




Comments
I've got the house I grew up in bookmarked on GoogleEarth. By the way, now would be a good time to finally clean up your room, send all those My Little Ponies off to eBay.
Posted by: Enrique | July 8, 2007 9:43 PM
No, the My Little Ponies will going into storage. Those hermetically sealed boxes are going to pay for our children’s education.
Posted by: Thom | July 9, 2007 8:37 AM