Tuesday, September 15, 2015

The Story About The Lock #2

Today I turned the Layman House key away from the fun for the last time. 

September 2015

November 2014

So many memories of sitting on this porch.

Steve's Office.  He loved peepin' out the window with his binoculars.

This tub saw many Stevie "soaks."

This record was here when we moved in...still there.

As Poppy would say..."buh, by."

3 comments:

  1. Reading this post, my heart hurts for you. You have had to make so many tough choices in so short a time. You have done it with such grace. Marsha

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  2. I know just how painful this is for you. We left a beautiful, Craftsman style farmhouse on 5 acres with beautiful gardens after Dave died. I still miss it, but I think you will find that the relief over not having to worry about all of that maintenance, grass cutting, snow shoveling, ice scraping, etc., will help lessen the pain of leaving the place you and Steve loved.

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  3. Hmmm. A sad leaving. But you will carry the joyous memories in your heart and soul...and here in your wonderful words.

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