At first I couldn't stand the idea of not being in the house. After all, it was home, where the kids had lived the majority of their lives. Putting it on the market in the end seemed a practical thing to do.
I thought.. I do love to think..
If during the marriage my former spouse had lost his job, we'd move. If we couldn't afford it, we'd move. What's different about now is that there is no 'we'. At least for me it was an underlying reminder of yet another layer of security that leaves with divorce.
When we moved up to this lovely spacious home, the kids complained.. really complained. They missed the old basement and the great climbing tree. And they moaned for years! Make a list of what you all would like in a house, yard, make it an adventure. Zip them through a few open houses and listen to their reactions. I told my daughter she'd be able to have her new room any color she wanted.
Selling the house is a reminder of losing the home, what it represented.. an intact family. But in the end, as folks say (and what I'm looking forward to), you have a new place starts with the memories you make, with your children. Less baggage, new beginnings. A positive mental attitude makes all the difference.
Donna, Frank and other DB'ers... let's pick a place and date for the festivity.. I'm willing to host it. I live on the most eastern end of Fairfield County. Or we can all meet somewhere more centrally located.
