Day Sixteen : Mine Your Material
The Things We Leave Behind
This is the house we left years ago. My husband reluctantly sold it. The day we left was a cold November day. Our neighbor insisted we spend the night in her house. My husband declined the offer, the vacuum cleaner was the last thing I picked up to put in the car. We locked the house gave the keys to our lawyer and were on our way to St. John’s, NL.
The trans-Canada Highway was unusually quiet, there were very few cars on the road. It took four hours to reach our destination.
I missed the house we left, the house we’d make our home cannot be compared with the one we left. This one is two-storied house, it had broken windows, the previous owner did not take proper care, it looked like one owned by a step-mother who couldn’t wait to sell it to the highest bidder. The neighbors complained the value of their property will go down because of this eyesore among them.
Since we came we have renovated it several times, it still cannot be compared with one we had to leave behind!