Monday, April 21, 2008

4/21/08 We had the last Seder in our house last night. One of many lasts. The last Thanksgiving dinner. The last dinner party. The last time the kids visit. And a friend remarked this morning that isn’t this all a bit bittersweet. And I have to say the truthful answer is no, because I am really excited about this trip and the new life ahead of us. I am ready to move on. And our friends will visit and we’ll make new friends. And I’m also convinced our friends here will visit and see how wonderful life is in adult sleep away camp, as I call it, and that some will join us. We are the first of our group to both retire and leave the nest. We didn’t have to be pushed. In fact, we struggled to get free as soon as possible. And that is why I see what’s happening as not the lasts but, the beginning of many firsts.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Your children can mourn the loss of the house. It is obviously more scarring to us than you!!!