A Silent Walk Around "The House"

I walked the floors of my childhood home recently...room to room.

We called it "The House".

The walls are bare now, the rooms are empty.

No pictures, furniture or dish remain.

As I roamed in silence I relived in my mind, the memories of 38 years in The House. 

Bits and pieces of my childhood and adult life in The House...my children's lives in  The House.

From the holidays to just-because family gatherings; The House was alive with laughter,

TV, endless conversation & coffee, kids running amuck...

Mom and Dad died

The House died too.

9 months ago they all died together.
The House is empty now, quiet and sad.

It's all gone - only memories remain. 

It's no longer "The House" now...it's just a house.

The four of us are left behind to let it go.

To seek closure and healing.

In hopes that it'll be a "The House" for someone else.