Christmas morn at 4 am I was awakened by the radiant beams of the almost full moon on my face. With that kind of greeting, getting up and out did seem the proper option. I donned my bathrobe and slippers and went out to the night guided by moonlight. There is something ethereal and extremely beautiful about the crisp stillness. I walked around this property that will soon not be mine anymore. Two short weeks left before I let go of this piece of ground that I and my dear departed parents so loved.
So many thought go through my head to write here. Between the thought and the keys has been to long a journey to accomplish. Packing the is quite a job! Jan 15th is moving day – what a start for a new year. I’ll be back….