As I’m writing this entry, I’m lying on my bed for the last time in this house. The first house my parents bought and the house where my little sister and I grew up in. As far as I know, my daughter was conceived here in this room and my husband drew his last breath in another.
There’s so much you can say about a place you’ve just been for an hour, so I won’t even try to describe how I feel about the place I’ve lived in for about 30 years. Tomorrow all this will be my past as I board the plane that will take me to my future, so let me just savour the present tonight. 🙂