I wasn’t looking for a great movie last night. All I wanted was a sweet movie, gentle, something nice to look at. I was tired from too much sadness the night before. If you measure years by the rate of internal changes, then I feel I’ve lived three years in one month. M. said once, [...]
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we have a home
Posted in beginnings, homecoming, lessons, letters to seattle, losses and gains, personal but not private, tagged first home, responsibility, shoe shopping, suburban tract homes on Sunday 10.26.2008 |
Many people, I’ve heard, look for years, at least several months, before they buy a home to live in. By the second week into our search though, we had found a home. It was a salmon colored, one-level tract house, well-cared for. You could see the thoughtfulness in the childproof doorknobs and in each room, [...]
