For Sale

I called the realtor this morning and told her to list the house. I’ve been heading toward this decision for months. I had no epiphany. There was no flash of insight.

I will leave with no regrets. This house was designed and built by and for us. But there is no longer an “us”. Only I remain. And it is time to move. It is time to reconnect with the world.

It is too quiet here, acres of silence. I need noise. I need the pulse and rhythm of a city. I have had enough clear clean air and solemn woods. Give me traffic noises and exhaust fumes again. Give me crowds.

I’ve lived here in solitude while hurting, then slowly healing. I am not fragile anymore. I am strong.