In This House…Number 57
Day 57 house 57… This is the house that Michael lived in till he was 5… two of his siblings were born at home in this very house. Michael doesn’t really have many memories in this house. I can’t imagine 11 children and two adults living here… it looks a little… ummm little! But the older brothers and sisters tell of great times and stories in this house. They tell of sing songs and laughing and happy times.
Houses are funny places. They are often not a home but, only a place to live. Other houses are much more than just walls, they are homes… places we feel good and safe in. I think a house and a home are totally different places.
Michael had lived in two homes before we met. I had lived in about a dozen or so… but the one that was always there was my grandparents house. It was the one constant in my life.
My grandma had made a decision to leave the house to me when they died… I had told her of my plans to make the house this way or that… what I would do to the land and how I would NEVER think of selling it. How could I? I had grown up there and it had always been my safe place… or so I thought…
My thoughts changed though.
One day I was sitting out with my grandma in the garden, something we both worked hard on. I remember her looking at the house with a funny expression… she looked it up and down and then turned to me. “When I die” she said “sell this place up for what you can get and go!” “Go someplace nice and beautiful” I couldn’t talk! She knew how much I loved that house and for her to say that to me! I didn’t understand… I said to her “NO, I have so many memories here!” she turned and looked at me with an intensity I could feel going through me and said… “Audrey… The memories you have are in your head and your heart! They are NOT in this house and no matter where you go they will always be with you!” she said more but I think you get the gist of it anyway… me put in my place! Just right too! And from then on I knew what she had said was the truth and I felt silly for thinking otherwise.
She would have been so happy I sold the house! It did what it was meant to do.
It’s funny too then the first time we went back to Texas a couple of years later I didn’t go by to see the old place… it felt weird and I didn’t know why. The second time we went back though. We drove by to have a look. I guess I thought I would feel something looking at that house. But… as it turned out… it really was in fact, just a house! The trees she had me plant in the yard were bigger and the new owners had painted the house yellow, my grandpa would have loved that! But as for anything else…
I'm home now… this is my home. What I mean by that is… Michael and I and the cats :~) are my home and where ever we are I am home! And my memories are always with me just like she said!
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