Final Days

It's funny how a person can get attached to something they loathe over time. We came here for Carl's job, and our intent was to just stay for a few years. We all know that those "few years" have turned into *7*. I never thought I would say this, but I 've had a really good time here. Our first neighbors here were top-shelf! They really helped us set the stage for what to expect from "friends and neighbors". Our last neighbors were most decidedly NOT top-shelf, although the history books may disagree. We know the truth and the difference.
I can say that I love this place for teaching us what true friends are, helping us to understand what is important to us in life and showing us the way to the door when we needed to go.
Grace said yesterday, on the way back from a family movie, that we are leaving because, "We tried to plant our tree here, but it wasn't the right soil". I have to agree, Grace. It wasn't the right soil.
She then asked if, when we move, our tree can have blossoms on it. I answered that "Yes. Our tree will be a big, strong, flowering tree." Grace added that there ought to be a nest in the tree as well.
Yes. A nest would be nice;) Soon, Grace. Soon...
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