the end of an era

4 Jun

I am a true taurus who is constantly resisting change… so I am sharing some news with both happy and sad feelings; my parents recently listed (and just SOLD) their house, as they are both retired and looking to move up to the mountains in BC full time. I have only ever lived in three homes my entire life: this one in 100 mile with John for almost 2 years, my cabin in Windermere for many many summers, and my childhood home in Calgary. Sad to think that when I was just home a short month ago, it would be the last time I’d sleep under that roof. My architect parents designed the home, and so it really is a work of art that is impossible not to admire. I recently placed a mixed media painting of this special house (that I did back in my second year of ACAD) on my bookshelf, to honor and help me keep close all of the wonderful memories and feelings that I take from that gorgeous place. This home will be lovingly remembered and forever missed.

5 Responses to “the end of an era”

  1. Jessica M 04/06/2012 at 14:51 #

    So bizarre that your parents moved at the same time as mine. I know what you feel very well, it’s totally strange. When I walked out of our house for the last time I really couldn’t believe it, I had to walk quickly or I thought I would’ve burst into tears. For me it was the trees and grounds that I was really the saddest about. Not that we had a big lot, but our trees were so beautiful, and while the house inside was vacant of furniture, the back and front yards were still populated with life and happiness. So many memories.

    I remember your house with fondness too. We had a great time and many wonderful childhood memories there.

    • naturesmyfriend 04/06/2012 at 14:57 #

      thank you for such a sweet comment. it made my heart melt. I kind of feel sad that I didn’t get to say a proper goodbye. the listing and selling all happened so fast. but like you, i may have burst into tears so perhaps it is best to say goodbye this way. I have many fond memories of your house too. especially the backyard with all the crab apples and chasing your rabbit in the pen. And the computer room playing myst! And your basement with the pull out couch for sleep-overs with stock ticker games. ah beautiful childhood memories and the homes that blessed us with them. xo

  2. ejorpin 07/06/2012 at 01:47 #

    It is funny how attached we can become to places. I’ve moved every 12-18 months since I left home at the age of 18, but my mum and step-dad have stayed put in our family home – a house I lived in from the age of 5 or so, and a house that they extended with their own hands. I stay there when I go back home, and even though I grumble about the lack of heating and how the place is starting to fall down around them there is something very special about going back there. I think I too will feel a bit sad, and like I’ve lost something, when they eventually move on.

    On the flip side – how great that we have these lovely, warm memories of our childhood home? To be treasured, for sure!

  3. Chantal 17/06/2012 at 02:47 #

    Its a beautiful pic Jessica.I lost my childhood home to a redevelopment some years ago and it is sad, but also a good reminder to appreciate living in the moment and enjoy where we are right now.


  1. quick update | - 18/06/2012

    […] faced with some things that are totally new and unknown. As I mentioned in a post a while ago about my parents recently selling our family home of over 25 years, I am a Taurus and therefore often find comfort in routine and simplicity; complicated unknowns […]

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