Recently, my dad sold my childhood home. He hasn't been living in since his heart surgery over 3 years ago. It was time for all of us to move on.
Goodbye, little green house.
I had my first dog there.
I got ready for prom there.
I broke into the house once. Who knew you need an ID to get into an 18 and under club?
I spent 30 Thankgivings in that house. I learned to cook a turkey and created our favorite cranberry sauce recipe there.
I learned to cook in that kitchen.
I loved to lay underneath the lilac tree in the backyard.
I dreamed of building a gazebo around the willow tree in the backyard and getting married there as a little girl.
I'll never forget the day we got cable and watching MTv for the first time.
I remember the day my parents paid the house off and we all went to the bank to pay off the loan.
I remember drawing a treasure map all over the fireplace (and it's still there!).
I remember sitting on the couch and watching the world go by.
Thank you, little green house for being a good house. We had a lot of good memories there.