But it is not.....
It is an option that everyone faces when planning for retirement. On paper, it makes absolute sense.... two of us occupying a house that is much too big for our needs.... a lot of extra expense, extra work.
But a house is
is far more than what appears on paper...more than a balance sheet and much more than bricks and mortar. It represents memories of kids, pets, holidays and family celebrations.
At this point, downsizing is not in our immediate future. We could change our minds. My hope is that I have decades left in my house - that I am carried out feet first having had the opportunity to build many more years of family memories within these walls.
My friend, Shawn, said it best when he wrote about the importance of a house. When his Father had to move out of their family home, Shawn penned a letter about the story of the house and hid it in the attic to be found by other owners.
When Shawn's Dad passed away this past Fall, he read the letter during the funeral. Subsequently, this letter was published in the Reader's Digest. .
So on this St. Patrick's Day, my hat's off to my Irish Canadian friend Shawn and his beautiful letter about what a house really means...
from his letter::
"Our house was filled with unfetterd freedom-probably too much freedom. Our parents chose this house because it was close to schools, the arena and church - in that order. Most waking hours of our youth were spent at the arena, school and church - in that order. Most of us worked at the... arena at some point...we held our family Christmas dinner there every year, including a hockey game - no helmets allowed... We had fun in that house. It was the site of countless road hockey games, fights, lacrosse games, backyard ice rinks, swingsets and tree climbing. The driveway was home to crappy cars, motorcycles, gocarts, boats, trailers and served as a parking spot for friends when the arena lot was full. Our neighbours included families that were Irish, Italian, French and British all living in harmony. We grew up without a care in the world and walked ourselves to school from the time we were in kindergarten...... That's not to say we didn't have our challenging times. It was this place where our parents told us that our brother had died and it was where our mother went to the hospital and never returned. But it was also where we wanted for nothing and really didn't worry about tomorrow. We hope whoever owns this house next will build their own memories and one day,pass it on to a family that appreciates the fact that while a house may be temporary, the memories you have of the time spent in that house last forever."
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