Yes, I have a love affair. One that shattered me to pieces when it ended and has since been giving me heartaches whenever I think about it.
Love comes in different forms. Mine was just... magical. Like I just NEED to have it when I first saw it. IT.WAS.LOVE!
More than two years ago, as my husband and I were scouting for a new house in the village, we found somebody who recommended a place just two blocks away from where our permanent address was. It was not widely advertised because the owners wanted referrals instead of walk-ins. They needed to find somebody who can brand the house as a home.
And... that is what we did. We took the next possible chance to transfer. It was ours - our humble abode; with the garage where the kids can run around while the car isn't park. The kitchen where we will have our countless of dinners together and the bedroom where all the resting and memories were built.
Two years later, we were tearfully loading all the furniture and appliances in a big mover's truck. We were off to leave our dear home.
It was heartbreaking to leave behind all kinds of memories that were made in that house. It was what formed me to be what I am now, which I would say is the same for the rest of the family.
It is just not practical to be renting you when we have a family house that only has two people there. There is also that need to have someone who can look after the kids' welfare while we're earning.
But still... I still wake up in the middle of the night and wonder where I am at. My 3-year old daughter still cries and asks us where her home is. My husband who still has his quiet moments - I am sure he also thinks about home.
It's on repeat in my dreams. How I had that last day of moving all the things to the new house. Looking around on that last round, seeing nothing more than the memories of how the living room looks while the kids were playing their video games and making a hell of a mess.
I miss you.
I miss home.
One of these days, I am going to buy you and we will meet again.
Awww...I know how you feel. I cannot describe how sad I was when I left the house I grew up in for the last time. We had to sell it for practical reasons.
ReplyDeleteIt is really sad to leave a place you called home for many years leaving many memories there.
ReplyDeleteThere is no place like home... the attachment made the leave so sentimental! Good luck and hope you do get to buy it!!!
ReplyDeleteaww sad din ako...you really had splendid memories in that magical place, hope you buy your dream house, goodluck
ReplyDeleteHope that you may be able to get back your dream house someday.
ReplyDeleteThat's what how I feel when I leave our hometown. For 20 years kasi dun lang ako but when I got my first job and eventually settle down we have to move to Bulacan permanently. Tapos now my mother retired so hindi ko na talaga makikita un bahay namin :(
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Aww...I can feel the sadness in you. I hope you could get back t that house, soon. Nothing is impossible, we just have to keep on believing. Have faith.
ReplyDeleteI know how you feel.. been away from home most of the time lately and whenever I am away i gewt to miss our home especially that i leave the my little one at home... just keep on dreaming for one day you will get to grasp your dream of getting the house...
ReplyDeleteAw :( I felt that way when we moved out of the house we lived in for 14 years. Miss ko pa rin sya minsan, but we can never own it. It will always be home.
ReplyDeletehope you can buy the house, soooon
ReplyDeleteHome is where the heart is talaga sis. I am sure you miss your old house a whole lot
ReplyDeleteI agree with the quote, 'Home is where your heart is'. That's in your case. But sometimes not for all, like for me. Half of my heart is here and half of it is elsewhere.. :(
ReplyDeleteI hope you can buy the house soon.. and yes, i also agree with the quote..:-)
ReplyDeleteI hope your family would be able to acquire that house again soon :)
ReplyDeleteMay your dream come true... Don't give up. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI felt the same way too, but ours was a different case we lost our home, the house were I grew up when the business my parents got into bankrupted. We can't afford to pay the bank loan that time. We have no choice but to vacate our home and build a smaller house in the remaining lot we have.
ReplyDeleteThat is heartbreaking. Hope you get to buy your dream house.
ReplyDeleteYeah, moving and leaving behind something precious can really be painful. But that house will always be a part of you and your family. And wherever you're heading you'll make new memories. :) Life's like that.
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