My husband and I drive up the long driveway of our old brick house, which is being rented out now. The lawn is filled with weeds. Bushes that we planted over a year ago are dead. Daffodils are shriveled up. I see a red tulip in full bloom – probably one that I planted several years ago from a Valentine gift. My heart aches to see my house this way. This was the house that we started together 5 years ago. This was the house that our daughter was conceived in. This was the house that we brought our daughter home to. This was the house with many memories. I look ahead and realize that it’s not our home any more. It’s just a house that we rent out now. I will always cherish our first house. It was nice to visit to realize that our home is where we are now.
Visit March 22, 2011