Yesterday my friends and I emptied my home in to a 17 foot truck and dispersed the contents to family and friends. Today, Tom's room is empty and I no longer will hear his guitar and vocals escaping from his bedroom. I am scared of how much I am going to miss him! I am scared of how much I will miss Charlotte's impromptu visits, our kayak trips, our breakfasts, our shopping expeditions. Of how much I will miss my small circle of friends and how they have wrapped their arms around me for all these years.
I have raised my small family within these walls and as willing as I am to leave it, I don't want to lose the memories. I want them to impregnate like a childhood smell - so every now and then, when I am missing them really badly I take a breath and pull them out like an old familiar blanket.
