this morning #896.

this morning, once i’d handed over the keys, it was finally official. i had no choice but to move on, step into a whole new era. no going back. i suppose it shouldn’t have taken this long but, after my parents passed, i was so far away from being able to say goodbye to the place where i was raised. today, i’m still not ready to say bye but my wife convinced me it’s time. “your inability to leave your childhood behind is pathetic,” she said. “it’s sucking up all your time & energy,” she said. “it’s either me or the house,” she said. i wasn’t trying to deal with a divorce & the loss of another house, so i heeded her words. from here on out, that home would have to be filled with someone else’s memories.