Well my friend the time has come.
I've made the difficult, heartbreaking and bittersweet 💔 decision to sell my house - the paperwork has been signed, my belongs have been packed and I'm headed south!
I've called this place home for the past 26 years. It's been my safe space and the place that SO many wonderful memories were made.
Fell in love, raised a family, entertained family and friend, met and made some of my best friends here, even buried family too, and created memories that mean the world to me! Although, I will not be here physically, I will carry ALL the memories with me, as I move onto the next chapter of my life.
The kids and I slept on the floor in the living room on our first night here as new homeowners back in 2000. It was special and the beginning of a 26 year run! I plan on recreating the same on my last night here, to close the circle, and will be sleeping on the floor in the living room one last time but this time it'll be just me and Ms. Trixie.
But time marches on and there have been many changes in my life these past several years, so it's time. It's time to change things up, take that chance and jump to see what life has in store for me in my next chapter.
I'm scared. I'm sad. I'm heartbroken but I'm proud and oh so thankful for what I accomplished here these past 26 years and for all I have!
Click to listen - -> Cooper Alan - "Hard Acre"
"It ain’t easy, yeah it’s bittersweet. Handing somebody else the keys."
Saw it as I was driving by
An old man tapping in a for sale sign
So I pulled into the gravel drive
And said “whatcha want for it?”
Well if ya got time I can show you round
It’s got good bones and solid ground
I said “sold” so he pulled a bottle out
And he started pouring
He said as he shed a tear
Son you’re gonna love it here
I thought I’d be here til I died
But the money ran out before my time
Without her here it’s too much by myself
If it’s as good to you as it was to me
Then you’ll fill this house full of memories
And end up with more stories than you can tell
And if you’re lucky as hell
It’ll be a damn hard acre to sell
Buddy you ain’t seen a view
Til the woman you love’s holding onto you
Kids running round the front yard together
She leans in and whispers I could do this forever
I thought I’d be here til I died
But the money ran out before my time
Without her here it’s too much by myself
If it’s as good to you as it was to me
Then you’ll fill this house full of memories
And end up with more stories than you can tell
And if you’re lucky as hell
It’ll be a damn hard acre to sell
It ain’t easy, yeah it’s bittersweet
Handing somebody else the keys
But I can tell
That you’re gonna treat it well
I thought I’d be here til I died
But the money ran out before my time
Without her here it’s too much by myself
If it’s as good to you as it was to me
Then you’ll fill this house full of memories
And end up with more stories than you can tell
And if you’re lucky as hell
It’ll be a damn hard acre to sell
It’ll be a damn hard acre to sell
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