Monday, May 14, 2007

My Body Is Back But My Soul Is Still There

We returned from Vermont on Sunday afternoon. Leaving the pond this time was the hardest it’s ever been.

We spent the first part of the week packing up all our belongings and memories in our old camp and moving them into storage.

The later half of the week was spent removing some tongue and groove pine paneling that we will use as wainscoting in the new camp eventually.

I am a sentimentalist - I can’t help it - I always have been. As I said goodbye to the old place when we left, I remembered all the good times around the dining room table - all the games of Scrabble, the card games and the puzzles that were put together.

All the meals shared with friends and family. The mornings, well spent, sipping coffee and looking out on the pond at either the ducks or the loons. All the afternoons of watching Sandy dog sun herself on the deck.

Watching the sun rise each day and the long twilights as the sun went down behind the mountain.

By next summer we should be able to do that all again. But it will be in a new place and there will be new memories to be made.

We are taking along some of the old camp…the tongue and groove paneling, an old sink, and all the old “art work” that was in the camp when we purchased it…to use in the new camp.

The next time I go to Vermont our old place will be gone but the memories of the last seven years I carry with me to make me smile.



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