Goodbye to my Childhood Home Its finally time to say my goodbyes to my childhood home, a part of me had thought this day would never come, that my little bungalow would always be here, a place that I could run home to when times got rough; or when I had a load of laundry to do; or even when I was just out of food. From stressing over exams, to stressing over Super Mario Bros. 3, From crying over broken hearts, to crying over broken arms and split heads, From packing the whole family, pets and all, into one bed, to packing bags for weekends away, From hiding on top of wardrobes and behind TVs, to hiding diaries and secrets, From rolling around with the pets, to rolling cocktails with the parents. Meadowbrook has served me well. Spending 21 years in one home means it is full of firsts, First words, and first steps, First loves and first heartbreaks, First days of school, to first pets, First fights, and first make-ups, First under-age drinks, and first hangovers. Of course, there will be the new house, and that door will be open for me, but the walls of that house havent spied on my life, it hasnt witnessed my siblings and I growing up. The new home wont be privy to the mischief, days of skipping school to watch TV, the laughter of children bashing into things as they torment each other playing games in the dark, (as “everything is funner in the dark”) the diaper changing that quickly became playtime, the screaming matches of sisters fighting over the bedroom door being left open. Meadowbrook has been a home to many animals too, and with that came the coercing of the dog to spend the night on your bed, or claiming it was my turn to hold the new cat, the kittens which kept reappearing at the bottom of the wardrobe, the next door neighbours cat adopting our family, nursing kittens from the brink of death, and saying fair wells to older pets. Now I leave those pets and the home, and prepare to spend my next few weeks living out of a suitcase, couch-hopping from one place to the next, there will be other homes, apartments and the like, and one day Ill find the house that will be the Meadowbrook to my kids, Until then, I thank you Meadowbrook for the times that youve provided me with, From annoying my parents by crawling into bed with them every night, to the lesbian slumber parties, to the late night cram sessions, and finally to the nights sleeping in my own room snuggled up to the radiator stealing the warmth from the rest of the room. Its finally time to say goodbye to my childhood home.
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 14:34:53 +0000
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