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Why do we have so much stuff??? |
We're now down to what items we can fit in the car, living in an otherwise empty house. I remember ten years ago when the house was empty - an emptiness filled with possibilities. We could do anything with the house that we wanted. And we did.
This is a different kind of emptiness - the emptiness of goodbye. This house has been our home for a long time and it's strange to think that very, very soon those years will all be behind us.
Last night I went to Jane's workshop and listened to the stories of my fellow Muskrats for the last time. Tonight we got together with some good friends for dinner. More goodbyes.
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With Jane and the Muskrats. That should be a band. |
But not forever. We'll come back to visit, and the people we know will visit us. I will exchange stories with the Muskrats by email. Florida, here we come.
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