Letting go of the past, it is sometimes painful.
Letting go of the past, it is sometimes painful.
My inheritance is in Christ. I am a child of God. But I live in the now, here on earth. I have earthly parents, memories some good some bad, some happy some sad.
My mother was a difficult person. She ended up giving away the family home. It was not much of a house. When my brother-in-law put new siding on the house for her, he had a very hard time finding a place where the wood frame was not rotten. It looked good on the outside only, like being all cleaned up with a dirty neck. The frame was rotten the foundation was weak.
There was at one time 3 steps up to the front door then a step into the house. By the year 1960, there was 1 step and then step into the house. The land is very low water table area with a creek just a few feet from the house. It was built too close to the water. The house had sunk into the soft damp ground. Even though my mother was mental unstable, going to court would have cost more than the house was worth. Doing so would not have repaired the problem with my mother. Gone, photos of us as babies, grandparents family events, the beautiful croquette afghans my sister had made for her the naivety set my brother made in a ceramics class, gone.
After her death, the woman she gave the house to sold it. The person who bought it found out what we all ready knew. The house is empty now and is in even worse condition. It needs to be torn down. It is on 1.8 acres of land. This person now has the house for sale.
I called about it. I would love t have back what was taken from me. My sister and I both feel this way. However, now that we are in our 60's we can not justify paying the $23,000 he is asking for a house that needs to be removed and a lot that needs major landscaping to raise the lot up level with the road. There would be a lot of work and expense
My husband understands how I feel but we both agree that financial it is just not a wise purchase. We were married in that house. My cousin made a parachute jump into the backfield with our wedding gift. I spent many hours setting on the edge of the creek bank. I love the sound of the moving water that was right outside my bedroom window as a kid.
Yet it is painful letting go. It saddens me and brings tears to my eyes. Some will understand, others will not.
But my real home is with Christ, not here on this earth. I know this without a doubt. It still hurts letting go knowing I can never again walk along that creek bank.
[bible]Isaiah 40:30-31[/bible]
KraftyKatz
 drinking tea with tears and letting go of the past
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Author: kraftykatz
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