Catching perspective

The home I grew up in lies vacant. We are considering renovating, selling our current home, and living there for several years as a means to get a jump on retirement, college savings, and the purchase of several acres. In theory it’s a sound decision, but there are the demons of bad memories lurking in that neighborhood.
Things I did, things I said, and those done to me that cannot be taken back.
Will new flooring, fresh paint, and landscaping really help? My instincts say new memories will replace the old, but those first few weeks may be rough.
Today I walked down the street, and around a cul de sac I used to walk every day. Yes, the sidewalk has a few more cracks, but I don’t think time made the houses seem less imposing. I don’t feel as small as I used to, perhaps I’ve learned to stand a little straighter.
The shadows don’t seem as dark from up here.


#1 Tricia on 12.16.08 at 2:50 pm

You are in such a lovely home now though! Most everyone from school days are long gone from TP. Tough call.

#2 candice on 12.19.08 at 10:37 pm

I drove through there the other day and I was much more impressed then I thought I’d be! I miss My childhood there 🙁

#3 Heidi @ Carolina Dreamz on 12.25.08 at 1:33 pm

I’m proud of the way you are looking at this.. We all have our cobwebs.. and you have amazing courage.. you can do this.. Remember, everyone changes..

and if you need me to.. I’ll come hold your hand. 🙂

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