Heres a memory for you.
Just Mapit and 'Do we have all 50'
My lands man you worked hard to keep that in the top 5? I think it was.
I laughed my butt off reading that stuff.
Thanks for that it meant a lot.
John, who couldn't, wouldn't, become attached to their house, condominium, apartment, trailer, camper, tent, car, cave, bridge,..., 'home'? We bought our 1935 farm house three years ago after renting for 8 years after a cross state move. Wouldn't 'give' it up for nothing. Lot of neat, and very useful, things came with it. But I certainly understand 'chunking it all'. Done it before, myself. What's important is the spirit with which you do it.
Just imoho.
Take care, and best to y'all.
Ed
You are right Ed.
Sounds like you found a gem. I love old farm houses.
I've moved several times over the years and have had several houses. Some I missed more than others but for the most part as long as the family went with me then the house was not a big loss.
I have driven by several of them and like others, I don't look at the house but at trees that I planted. I smile when they have grown and have blossomed. Funny how little twigs can turn into huge shade trees over 30 or so years.
I don't remember much about the houses but I remember digging the small hole and watering the trees and nurturing them. My current house, which will likely be my last, has a lot of grape vines and plants that I have grown to fulfillment.
I'm starting to jones about buying another motor home and getting rid of this place. Travel and new places. Sometimes you need a change of scenery and a change of place.
My mom is in her 90's and lives in a house that my brother, me and my dad built many years ago. I will be sad when she passes but neither my brother or me have expressed a desire to move into that home. It was our home but when mom goes then it will just be a house.
A house or a home. Big difference in the terms.
Deral
John,
You wrote:
“Once I get a couple other things going, I hope I will be ready to let them come back.”
What do you mean by that? Your wife and children are your primary responsibility, above everything else including you. I don’t mean to chastise you, but, as they say, “get a grip”.
When is the last time you paid a visit to your Physician? A candid discussion with him or her may help you out of this funk.
I wish you the best.
Have a great week and think positive 🙂
John,
Yeah, that was a good laugh. I was trying to keep some of the good posts alive!
To answer your question...no...my mom did not take it that well. We haven't spoken for the last 5 months since this mess started.
I am trying to get a grip. as it turns out it is much more difficult than I thought it would be.
I sent you an email.
We will be back together as a family it just isn't time yet.
I want it to be time but it's not.
> To answer your question...no...my mom did not take it that well. We haven't spoken for the last 5 months since this mess started.
Sorry to here that.
I wish I could give a you a 'golden nugget' bit of advice that would fix it. I fear all I have though is iron pyrite.
I believe anything can be fixed. Though I'm not the best person to state as much I do truly believe that. Figuring out how to fix it is the main thing.
Some phone calls or messages might help. One of you have to start the mending process. If you both wait for the other then neither will. I figure you two are alike in many ways. This is natural and good in many ways. However it can also cause a problem in somebody starting the fixing process. One of you have to take the first step. One of you might even have to take the first dozen steps. You can't let this go on too long. The longer it goes the worse it gets and the more easily it is to not try to fix it.
I have not seen my father since I was 16 years old. I have not talked to him on the phone since 2003. To this day I still try to contact him every once in a while. He has four grandchildren he has never seen one of which will be 19 years old in a couple weeks. I won't give up and at some point he will get in touch with me again. I don't care what he did. All is forgiven and forgotten as far as I am concerned. He is my father. Though I may be trying to contact a ghost. I don't even know if he is still alive. He was in poor health last time we talked.
Call her.
Just some poor advice from a guy that is in the same boat with his dad.
I really hated to leave my last home. With the exception of the foundation, the HVAC and the drywall, I designed and built it myself. 2400 square feet, two stories, superinsulated, oak trim salvaged from an 1897 home a friend and I tore down, fireplace, nice lot in a semi rural setting, big garden.
The house I live in now? If Joyce said the word, I could have a U-Haul backed into the driveway by 9:00 am tomorrow morning.
