|The apple tree. (pic taken last October)|
This is what I scribbled on my notebook next to my bed on the day we got our house keys...
"I know we shouldn't live with "what ifs". It doesn't serve any purpose. Today is bittersweet for me. We get the keys to our brand new, amazing house and I should be so excited about it. It just makes me think of my dad though and that if he hadn't died then we wouldn't have moved to Geelong and we wouldn't have built this dream house. I would have rathered that. I wish he could do my concreting. It's not fair."
Part of writing Back in G Town is about embracing being here and not thinking about the chain of events that made this happen. I really hope to continue to do that and to love being in the new house. I saved an apple tree that my dad planted in our old house and it's in a pot. I am willing and hoping it survives the replanting into our new back yard. Dad would have liked that I think.