Driving through West Springfield over the years I absolutely fell - TopicsExpress



          

Driving through West Springfield over the years I absolutely fell in love with the most perfect house. It was undeniably the most beautiful house on Rte. 20. It wasnt a mansion, it wasnt on acres and acres of land...it was just gorgeous. The yard was always pristine and with each holiday it had just the right amount of decorations to accent the amazing architecture. THIS was my dream house, even on a busy road, THIS was THE HOUSE! Well, of course it went on the market about 2-3 years after we had bought our first home. That didnt stop me from drooling over the on-line listing, purposely driving by it more often and crossing my fingers and toes that we won the lottery and could buy it. We did not win the lottery and the house finally sold. But, that never stopped me from driving past the house and dreaming that some day.... I never met the new owners, I dont even know who they might be...but as time went by- you knew they had kids. There were the occasional bikes and toys left in the front yard- and the grass went a few extra days without being mowed, and the gardens went a few extra months without being kept.... Today, I drove past that same house and my heart just ached. The grass does not look like it has been cut all season. The trees and gardens are an unkempt mess. And, sadly, the house just does not look or feel alive anymore. During my hour and half ride home, the house haunted me. The more I thought of it- the more I looked inside of myself. I was that house. I was full of life and kept up with myself- until one day things changed. I let strangers and other people move inside of me, my thoughts, my actions, my excuses..and I began to fall apart. Not taking care of myself and the things I needed to. I let negative thoughts fill my head, excuses fill my time, and time just slip away. I was that house. How many times did people look and see me without saying a word and wonder what happened to her? How many people could see what was happening and just tip-toed around it? How did I become complacent and not care?
Posted on: Fri, 04 Jul 2014 21:46:16 +0000

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