Yesterday morning, at approximately 11:50 am, I closed and locked the door on my mother’s house. I posed for a photograph with my brother on the front lawn. I wished him and my sister-in-law a safe flight home. Then, I got in my car and drove away from my childhood home for the very last…
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I sold a house
Not any house though. Today, I accepted an offer to sell my parents’ home in the Berkshires. Next month, my brother and I will travel back home to empty out the house where we spent our childhoods. Even though I haven’t lived there in almost thirty years, it’s hard to imagine the house belonging to someone…