An Emotional Weekend….

I have not written in a few days with good reason.  As usual, I was in Maryland for the weekend.  As was not usual, I began sorting through and packing up the personal things in my house there.  All spring and summer, I have had the place “For Sale by Owner” and have had several folks come in, walk through, talk about how nice it was and then not hear from them again.  I was not asking a great deal for it, but in this economy most people do not have the extra to spend on a second home.

A couple of weeks before I headed to North Carolina for the Golden Girls Quilting Guild retreat, I had gotten a call from one of the lookers. They made an offer on the place and I accepted it.  They then began the process of getting financing so they could buy it.  It has taken many weeks and I am sure twists and turns on their part, but they called to say the bank had finally approved their financing plan and would be getting the money soon. 

So, it begins… the end of an era…20 summers at Indian Acres.  20 summers of fun and parties, friends and fishing, boating and just hanging out and yet it seems like only yesterday that it began.

Thanks to some of those friends, I am making great strides at going through things.  After helping with the garage, Danny & Marji came down Friday night.  Danny and I tackled the shed and got rid of old stuff and fishing stuff and stuff I had no clue about.  Then Sunday they returned and we emptied the attic of Red Hat float stuff and I went though closets and tables and other areas.  There were a couple of trips to the dump and then filling the pickup with the stuff I am keeping.  Between the dump and stuff that Danny & Marji wanted, I have reduced the amount of stuff I need to go through by a great deal.  Danny and Marji were here at home yesterday to unload the truck.  It is stacked in my enclosed porch and I will begin finding places for it all to reside.

Some of the many things I went through were photo albums that had lived under the coffee table on a shelf.  I wanted to see if there was anything that could be trashed, but I found close to 30 years of my life with Rudy, starting with a trip to Hershey Park on a motorcycle while my brother and his girlfriend followed us in a car and ending with picnics and fishing at Indian Acres.  I loved seeing them but at the same time it was very emotional.

But that is what the next few weeks will be.  I will be going through 30 years of life, remembering many happy times and then putting all of the memories and mementos away so I can start a new adventure.  I pray that I will have the strength to handle it all and good friends to hold me up when I cannot.