Mission Accomplished
I have so many friends and family that I did not send holiday cards to and now it seems a little after the fact. Particularly, because my holiday card would have too much information in it and would sound like the outline to a older age bildungsroman. I walked Heidi through the park this morning after Tatjana took Tin to school and I came across one of my park buddies. We were talking about his property that he has been struggling to hang onto post Federal Flood and he said his grown son, who is successful, was telling him to hold onto it. I said that sounds like a young man’s vision. Later, same walk, I ran into another friend who said she had found the opportunity to downsize but when faced with the reality of selling and moving froze, and now she is unsure what to do because her dream had been to die in the house she is in, so she might rent, or rent half, or … . I just said dreams change – when you die, you won’t care where it is.
Dreams change, change is good, change is normal. So my missive that will be missed this year to all my loved ones goes something like this – I know how to change my life. I know how to begin again. It’s not because I have done this so many times that it has gotten easier or less painful, it’s that I know when change is required, and I’m not scared of change, and this time I needed big changes.
On Sunday, after a lazy morning, Tin and I walked down to the lot for him to see it for the first time. It was a gorgeous sunny day despite the weather forecast that had called for a bitter cold weekend.
The offer letter is being sent to the bank today.