July 6, 2009
I will miss the way the tree limbs are right outside every window here, the way it seems that we live in a tree house. I will miss that I can stroll down the street and enter the park, hear the brook slap the smooth stones and feed around the ducksí bright orange legs. I will miss having an ice-cream shop within walking distance. I will miss that Kaiís doctor is five minutes away. I will miss having so many kitchen cabinets. I will miss the large walk-up attic storage. I will being able to sit on a front porch.