On Saturday we are moved. A few streets only. And yet there is a significant move. It is the farewell to our family house that we had now a home for 23 years.
Our children have come to help, but also to have to go through all rooms one last time. How often in this house the rooms have changed their functions, were once children, sometimes bedrooms, sometimes work. Everyone has slept in every room. Many memories come to there.
This house with our family history in itself.
Then there are the movers.
Now is no time for sentimentality more.
now towed, abandoned, cursed.
Around noon we are in a new house and sitting in a chaos of furniture and boxes. Again, vacated, dragged, cursed.
last night's time for a glass of champagne
It is beautiful here in the new house. Only one story has it yet for us.
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