This is command central, a single chair in a room full of corrugated memories.
Everything is packed, the house is quiet. Stacks of boxes clutter the once-beautiful Morris manse, and the only thing connected to the outside world is my trusty laptop. The dog's at my feet and I'm having coffee. It's a sad day, the "last stand" at the house my wife and I shared.
The silence has set me in a state of solemn reverie. Things never work out exactly the way you want - but they work out.
Tomorrow is a new day. See you on the other side.
7 comments:
I am really sorry to see this, Dave. Sending good vibes to your condo.
Good luck, hope you get things settled quick!
Good luck, Dave. We'll think good thoughts on this end.
So poignant.
Best to you, my friend.
I'm looking forward to reading more "Dave" as soon as you get settled in.
Ugh! Like a blow to the stomach! You're right you know, things do work out in the way they're supposed to but is hard to get out of the way and let it happen. My thoughts are with you my friend. Chin up, stiff upper lip and all that. This too will pass.
RCS
Good luck with moving day and the new place. Wish I could be there to help you settle in! Have a drink when you're done for me!
::hug::
Gwen
As you know, I've been there, too.
I love ya, Bro...always have, and always will!
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