My parents closed on the sale of their house today (you know, the same house I lived in my whole childhood). I have been having sad feelings about it all day. I can't really pin down exactly why. It just seems strange to visit them somewhere other than there. Plus I just don't really see myself going back to Allen, Texas if they aren't around, and that makes me sad. I loved growing up there. It was still a small town then. I knew pretty much everyone or at least knew of them. Allen had just one high school which the entire community supported religiously. Every Friday night you could visually see the migration of people wearing blue, silver and white heading to the stadium. As a teenager, we would drag main street near the 7-11 looking for other people to hang out with. Obviously, Allen isn't that kind of place anymore. And even if it was it wouldn't be that kind of place for me. I am well beyond the dragging main street phase of my life. But I always looked forward to going back there and revisiting my glory days.
BTW...My parents started their mission blog today. They shared some of their thoughts about the house there. Here is a link:
The final time I visited the house, I took a few shots to memorialize that place in my life's history.
In the words (and voice) of the mom in Toy Story, "Goodbye, house!"
My dad planted an orchard of fruit trees when we first moved into the house. It seemed to take forever for the trees to mature enough to bear good fruit. Once they did, there was nothing more glorious than picking an entire bucket of peaches to eat. The blackberries were pretty amazing as well. This pear tree was the only tree putting on fruit when I was there.
My parents always had some sort of rain gauge at the house. I used to love running out after a big rainstorm to see if the gauge had overflowed.
Okay, I can't write anymore cause I am getting all teary eyed. 800 Honeysuckle Lane, Thanks for a great place to grow up. I will never forget you.
Goodbye house!
Posted by: Aunt Mary | July 15, 2011 at 07:34 PM
Aw, this makes ME sad and it's not my house!
Posted by: Em | July 15, 2011 at 08:52 PM
I feel so empty inside when I think of it. ;(
Posted by: Maria | July 15, 2011 at 11:21 PM
Oh yea, and I named my first born after Lucas, TX. That is love.
Posted by: Maria | July 15, 2011 at 11:37 PM