'61 is the new 21' - so my youngest son tells me. This is on the occassion of my 61st birthday last week. Is he just being nice or are we just starting out again?
My man and I are starting a whole new phase in our lives. Our children have left the nest and are flying solo. This is not an easy feat in today's financial climate and we are extremely proud of them. We have been left to ramble around in a huge house with 23 years of extremely happy memories but now it is time to move on.
We both came from large Catholic families where we moved towns and schools often as our fathers climbed their career ladders. Making friends was not that easy and it was extremely challenging starting new schools so we decided our children would not have to do that and we put down roots in Pietermaritzburg. Our children went to the best schools we could afford and then on to the University on our doorstep. They were extremely privileged and worked very hard.
We have now bitten the bullet. Put our house on the market and it sold within a month. We are going to rent another house for about 9 months while we build our dream house in a quiet little bit of heaven called Garlington.
The months ahead of us are rather daunting as packing up 23 years of stuff is going to be a nightmare and if 61 is the new 21 then I hope I still have that kind of energy!!!
No comments:
Post a Comment