This world is not my home
I'm just a-passing through
My treasures are laid up
Somewhere beyond the blue.
I'm just a-passing through
My treasures are laid up
Somewhere beyond the blue.
Both my parents have passed through. The world is no longer their "home" and neither is the little house where we grew up and they spent over fifty years. Deep inside I want it to stay home and keep a part of them here, but there is a good possibility it may never be my home again. I'm just having a hard time letting it all go.
Aw. That's sweet.
ReplyDeleteWe moved so many times when I was growing up that I didn't get attached to a home. Then my parents lived in a couple more after I was married so I had no sentiments with either of those! That's one reason I loved the fact that my boys have only known our house we have now..they grew up in it. We'll probably never leave it either since we won't have an empty nest.
Yours is a cute little thing...can't believe you all grew up in there! haha.
My dad made an attic bedroom for my brother when I was about a year old. There is a dormer window in the back to let in fresh air. For a while my sister Priscilla and I slept up there. It packed with a lifetime of memories...
DeleteI never remember it feeling too small, although I often longed for a second bathroom, haha!
DeleteLooking at that picture I get a flood of memories, way too many to list, although I did in my first comment that didn't post and somehow seemed to disappear. I will miss our home as we remember it, but it will never be that for us again. For that reason I can let it go. Hopefully the people that own it next will love and care for it as much as Mom and Dad did. That will make me happy.
ReplyDeleteI think I might have just as hard a time letting go of the house as I had letting go of Mom and Dad. It makes everything feel so final, although I know in Christ it's only a stepping stone. Maybe after it's all done and I cry it out, I'll feel better... maybe.
Deleteme too. my mom is still alive but we have to sell the house to pay for her care. :-( It is so hard.
ReplyDeleteI will pray for you as you let go, and you can pray for me.
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