Wednesday, August 13, 2008

The Departed

The house is empty now.
Echoes of familiar voices that once filled the hallways is now muffled by the heavy footfalls of strange feet. The morning sun shines through the living room windows and falls on unfamiliar furnishings.
The wind that once swirled through the greenery that climbed the garage and back porch to lightly touch upon the bistro set now finds only an empty spot in its place.
The green hedges that surrounded the immaculate gardens have stifled their last intrusive noise as they mutely surrender to the saw and the axe of the new owners.
Dinnertime laughter will still be heard, but it will come from different voices gathered around a foreign table.
No more late night coffee and early morning rides home after saving the realm from invaders. Gaming dice which mean either victory or defeat at the hands of monstrous hordes will no longer fall on this tabletop in this place on another Saturday night.
The house is sold.
My friends have parted and departed.
Separate, their lives start anew.
Soon, someday, their new homes will echo with familiar voices and the morning sun will shine upon familiar furnishings at new addresses. Friends will gather and laughter will again be heard. Late night coffee will stave off exhaustion and dice will once again bounce across the tabletop.
Someday...not today.
For now, today is a new beginning.
But every new beginning is another beginning's end.


Blogger Fox In Detox said...

Sad. I'm going to miss that Englenook. I wish I could have bought the place myself.

9:02 AM, August 13, 2008  
Blogger 1st Lady said...

Fabulous. Today is a new beginning, must always remember that.

9:11 AM, August 13, 2008  
Blogger Cynthia said...

I like the Edward Hopper painting that you chose to illustrate this post.

It's funny how a place becomes part of us, part of the group, the community itself.

10:03 AM, August 15, 2008  
Blogger Andy said...

Nice pick-up on the Hopper painting, Cindy.

I agree with you. It is definitely possible for a structure to become a part of the family.

10:40 AM, August 15, 2008  
Blogger Fox In Detox said...

Gonna listen to a story bout a man named Andy. He used to post a lot, and his blog was really dandy. And then one day his posts became so far and few, that readers started leaving comments that were bordering on rude... snarky that is... really mean... made him cry.

3:02 PM, August 20, 2008  
Blogger gawland said...

Closing time.. :)

9:14 AM, September 03, 2008  

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