The dorchester home was a nice little home.
Alex's first home.
It had a wonderful yard to play in.
It was quirky though too.
The air conditioning went out twice this summer.
The kitchen was sometimes inconvenient.
Having the washer and dryer on the porch wasn't always nice either.
but it was home.
and there are wonderful memories we will have in that house.
We moved just one street over. (We really love this friendly little neighborhood)
It was cheaper rent.
The space is laid out a little better.
I finally have a big closet
For me the act of buying a house signals settling down in South Carolina.
I am not sure if I am ready to commit to that.
I want to be able to sell all this junk and leave whenever we feel like.
Explore the great wide world.
Let Alex have the wonderful experience of growing up in another culture.
I like calling someone else to come take care of (and pay for!) the house's problems.
I like remembering that life here is not permanent, but fleeting.
My better home is elsewhere.
While I enjoy the precious memories I am making here, I never want to forget where my real treasure lies.
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