Peter caught me making a list the other day of all the traumatic events that have happened in my life during the past 3 years. I was curious. If I saw them together, all in one place, would their trauma seem less pervasive? Or maybe I’m just getting old. I assured him his name was not on it.
With the backdrop of our worrisome politics, never-ending pandemic, and the tragic war in Ukraine, was my laptop crash, breast cancer, and the loss of my wallet complete with credit cards, IDs, and security codes. Then last week we sold our house.
After 39 years living here, it was time. Better to make the change before we can’t make the stairs after all, not that that will ever happen – but it might, it probably will. We’re looking for our next home now, and although it’s exciting to imagine a brand new space, it’s scary not knowing if we’ll find it in time. But mostly it’s heartbreaking to be saying good-bye to #201. We’ve been happy here.
I made these collages around 1988 during my photography phase a few years after we moved in. I was glad to find them framed and stacked on the shelf where they’ve been collecting dust for the last long while. Keeping memories fresh, they’ll be filling the walls of our new place to be sure, wherever that may be and when. I’ll report back.
We’ve been happy here – my new knit design, published 4/12/2022.