Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Anyone want to buy a house in Florida? Close to the beach? With a pool?
I finally took the plunge and put my house on the market. It really wasn't a hard decision for me. I have been wanting to move back to Charleston pretty much since the day we got here. Mike did too. We had something really special there. I always thought I wanted to live near the ocean, but it's really the mountains that have my heart. And I want that for Julia too.
I have some really good friends here, but it's been hard trying to go on about our normal routine without Mike, as if nothing ever happened. Being alone in our house and walking into the office past Mike's old desk makes his absence loom even larger. I feel like this is what we need right now. A happy place. A healing place.
It's probably going to take a while to get my house sold, so in the meantime, I'm trying to occupy my mind with thoughts of what life back in Charleston will be like: kidnapping Baby Felix so his parents can go out on a date, rocking out to Journey with GDirty, slumber parties with Tara, Marshall games, snowy weekends at Canaan with the Stadelmans, a quick road trip to Marina, Julia getting to see the leaves change color. She'll get to play with a ton of little girls her age -- Eva, Claire, Lily, Kate, Maggie and Grace.
And we'll get to be surrounded by the people who knew and loved Mike best, who can help keep his memory and spirit alive for us.