I want to go home I said at the funeral. I don't know why.
I said it at home with husband at my side. You are home,he said over and over. I didn't believe him. I've said the same
thing for over ten years.I really do want to go home. I
remember how warm, how full, how happy and carefree
my home was. This is our final move he tells me now.
This is home till we die.
I don't believe him.
6 comments:
You make home wherever you are, Judy. I do understand wondering exactly where and how when you're in the middle of relocating.
Moving is such a pain in the neck I would hope that he is correct. LOL.
This one really tears at my heart - I read it to say that you have never really felt "at home" since Brian died, and don't trust that the new home will really feel like home and keep you long term either. Grief hits so many different ways. Love you.
Last move. Iam sure.
Last move. Iam sure.
buildings are rarely about the buildings themselves, usually more about the memories and feelings left in them.
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