home sweet home

On Friday, I had a very nice and uplifting conversation with a good friend. At some point during the conversation, she ventured to ask me what no one else has asked. As she hesitated, I immediately knew what she had in mind. Finally, she asked “are you guys ok?” She meant this in the financial terms.

Soon after David passed, some people asked whether we would be staying in our home. I assumed it was being asked in the context of whether I would want to live in the house without David or if it will be too painful. I later realized that at times, it was meant in a different context of whether we would need to move out.

David knew this would be our home the moment he walked in. He took a few step inside with our realtor, a dear family friend and said to her – this is the house go and get my wife from the car. Soon we moved in and never had any regret but rather a feeling of contentment.

I fondly refer to our home as “the house that David built”. Although he did not literally build it, he added touches to reflect our needs and personality – as the Mr fix it, DIY guy, I know he planned to do so many other things – including building a laundry chute to the basement. It is where I find the most comfort and peace. I feel a closeness to David in our home. The girls like it here to, they are comfortable at home.  In fact, when the miss their Dad, they like going to his office to play as they used to do with him.

For these reasons, I am extremely grateful that we do not have to move. This is our home filled with memories and hopefully many more great memories to come.