A strange yet comforting feeling

My last post brought about a comment that has blessed my socks off today.
Someone left http://idx.mypadd.com/details.php?ln=06509107 this link in my comment section...and not once, but twice. I had no idea what I was clicking on and was a bit nervous thinking it may be some virus or some porn or some gimmick, especially of the computer I am on, but I clicked anyways hoping for the best. And up came a house listing for 55 Cahill Road.
55 Cahill Road.
The house I grew up in.
A house I haven't seen in years.
Wow...
A rush of many different emotions came over me. Some good, some bad, but all in all, very moving emotions. Then came the memories. As I sat and looked at pictures of a house that no longer looks like the one I grew up in I was amazed. Amazed that it's been 10 years since I lived there. I hadn't thought about that house in such a long time. And it was nice. It still is. To sit 1,700 miles away from there and think about the years spent growing up in that house. I don't know what it is, but something about getting that comment today is a huge blessing. Shoot, I was 11 when we moved there and 19 when we moved out. That's a lot of time to make memories and grow up. So many firsts happened in that house. And it feels so good to just think about moments. And say thanks. And let go. And cry. And smile. Because much happened in that house.
A mashed potato fight Dad, is that a picture of your mom?
kareoke It's my perogitive my HUGE room
vacumming the stairs chauncee a cookie dough fight
pom practice hiding in my closet
rainy nights running naked through the woods/streets
learning about pineapples My bird Ian my own phone line
shower wars Playing makeup artist

Ryan

Derek

Joel and Robbie and Chad Pat and Shawn Ben and Peter and J and Rich

after school poops PIG/HORSE

planting bulbs yard work
leaves
leaves
and more leaves

swings painting shooting woodpeckers

Dad's office/the boys room discovering

fluffy and shauners BEAU electric fences tennis racket fetch

the pool tashjen's

divorce

notes under doors parties proms/homecomings/dances

snowballs fights oranges knocks on the RED front door

my window break three times rose petal filled room

tea


The list goes on and on. But I think I will keep the rest to myself. Thank you so much for that comment!