Strange

Feb 01, 2005 23:16

Some of you know, some of you don't, but for those of you that don't...the house I grew up in from a baby until I was 17 was flooded last week. I don't mean little flood, I mean everything was basically ruined. The house was something my mom got to keep from the divorce, but when she moved to North Carolina, she wanted to sell it. We found out a ( Read more... )

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booksofgrace February 2 2005, 06:29:57 UTC
Wow, I almost cried reading this - I have this distinct memory of being in your house -- your mother was standing by us and I could smell her perfume - she was about to leave for work maybe? I'm not sure... but I think that was when we were making those masks for Destination Imagination - remember that? heh, so much fun. I just remember standing there on the wood floors admiring the room - I was always fond of your house...

You know you won't lose what the house meant to you - the memories that are meant to be remembered will stay with you. Never worry about that - and any gaps you have, others will help you fill :)

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