Date: Nov 27th 2014
To,
Our First House
12415, 44th Place N
Plymouth, MN 55442
Subject: We will miss you.
Dear House,
You were a good home. This is the
biggest compliment one could pay to a house, and you earned it.
You were a dream house for sure, it
was love at first sight. Once we saw you, passion won over reason and we knew
you were the one. All our careful planning (financial and otherwise) went out
of one of your many doors or one of your sunlit windows, we do not know which –
we had to have you. I still cannot decide what is your best feature – the open
kitchen which became the heart of our family or all the sunlight you let in or
the basement which promises to be a sanctuary or the master bedroom which
befits a commander (even though we have none and Diya threatens to take over
the post) or the lush backyard which we tried to turn into a heaven bit-by-bit –
we cherished every square foot.
Of course, we were young and naïve and
did not know that a house’s destiny is to become a home. I hope we fared well
in earning you that status. Our pride
and joy – Diya and Aadi (respectively) were born here; Maple and Mishti joined us, so did the rest of
our family and many friends. We decorated you with flowers (and occasional
vegetables), never mind that we could never really furnish you completely, but
we tried our best to keep you healthy and sound.
More than anything else, I hope you
realize that we made our best memories here – visits from our families, our
friends, the fun in the backyard, the parties, the barbeques and more than anything else – the smell of
coming “home” to you after we were gone for any length of time - that’s when we
knew that you were the one and you earned it.
We wish you good luck for eternity –
for the next …. what do houses have ? … owners/beneficiaries/families??? I hope
they live up to you the way we tried to and I hope the next house we have lives
up to us the way you did …. and becomes our next home. With a heavy heart I
wish you adios, my friend my home.
They say that our motto in life
should be to look forward and never look back.
I wonder if I would wake up in the middle of
night some day and not know where I am and walk 13 steps downstairs, take a
left and a right and expect to open a refrigerator to fetch some milk … maybe
it will be there, maybe it won’t.
With love:
-Ankur
