Hi. Been awhile since my last post. Been crazy busy.
We sold the family home I grew up in. It was directly on the beach – you step off the back porch, onto the lawn, and onto the beach. It was in the family since 1950 or so.
It was hard to see it go; sort of like a death in the family.
But circumstances required it and now that the deed is done I can move on. It helped pay off a mortgage that put our own home at risk and would have left my wife with debt if I’m gone.
My sister and I each inherited half of it and she needed to sell too. It’s been hard on the rest of the family. I just hope they can understand why we did it and that it wasn’t a frivolous decision.
I miss the smell of the sea.