Friday, June 25, 2010

The end of an era.


This is closing day on my Parent's home. The treasures have been dispersed and today someone else will own the yellow brick house on the circle. I am feeling old today.

When my parents bought that house my brother's were in public school and I was a new bride.

I remember my father and I taking some things into the house prior to the movers. This was a government sponsored move and there were some thing my mother did not want to trust to anyone else other than Dad and me.

As we got out of the car in front of the house I said to him, "I bet the neighbours are peeking out the windows saying," Look at that sweet young thing with that dirty old man." Dad replied,"Oh no, look at that distinguished man with that little gold digger." My Dad was 47 at the time. I miss his wit.
I have been an emotional orphan since January but today this physical transfer of property has hit me harder than I expected. My children have said the same thing. To them this was Gran and Grampy's house and it is hard to comprehend anyone else living there.

1 comment:

Happyone :-) said...

I can see why you are bit sad today. But just think of a new family moving in and the happy times they will have.