We are home, the car mostly unloaded, things somewhat returned to their places. We have several loads of laundry to do, boxes of papers to sort through, Otto’s mother Marie’s china and crystal to wash and find space for in my china cupboard.

Marie and Anton’s wedding clock is hanging on the wall of my dinning room, and will stay there until I can get to the clock repair person. The clock is not keeping time, but I have a feeling it might only need winding. Whatever else it needs the face needs to be cleaned and a few pieces should be glued more tightly, and I’d rather have a professional attempt that.

I am about to crawl into the bathtub, and soak.

There are more things to do tomorrow, and work on Tuesday.

But we are home, and we understand now, in a different way, how very gone he really is.

(If you are the praying type, we have a semi offer on the house, pending the results of the home inspection, and some more discussion with Otto’s neighbours who are thinking about buying the house. It would be great to sell it so quickly. We’d appreciate if you would pray it would sell quickly, and without the need to actually put it on the market.)

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10 Responses to Home

  1. Two Hands says:

    He’s gone, but not out of our reach.

  2. Sharon says:

    Holding you and yours in prayer.

  3. Brown Owl says:

    Will keep you all in my prayers.

  4. HereWeGoAJen says:

    I’m glad you are home. I hope that you are able to have a few days to breathe. I hope the house sells quickly, that would be wonderful!

  5. debby says:

    Prayers for the house, for you, for Mr. S, and for the comfort of a long soak in a hot bath.

  6. Kristin says:

    Glad you made it home and I really pray the house sells quickly.

  7. Prayers sent for a quick sale. Thanks for the sweet comment, Hey Teach is gorgeous, ergo, anybody that wears it is, gorgeous.
    I hope you get your box soon.

  8. Needles says:

    Mrs. Spit, in the middle of all the things you are going through, you stop and think about other people.

    You are right. Notes being done as we speak. Write down the stories tell the tale. My heart thanks you and my children will know the story of how these notes came to be. It is as important as the story of the things. Maybe more so.

  9. Heidi says:

    Sending lots of homeselling vibes your way!!!

    Welcome home. Love and hugs

  10. fingers crossed and prayers said. I’m glad you’re home. Lots of well wishes your way:)

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