Thursday, September 16, 2010

A Letter to the House

Dear House,

I love you. I will keep you clean. I will keep you warm in the winter and cool in the summer. I will do my best to prevent Miss Luna from tearing up your carpets. I won't trash you up or tear you down.

I ask that you keep the rain off my head. I ask that you keep your pipes from freezing and that you keep power to your systems. I'll make sure they work right if you just make sure they work.

You have no idea what you mean to me, even after only three months of knowing you. You are freedom. You are the realization of a dream, the attainment of a goal. I love you and what you have done for me.

I think you should have a name. We should think about this together.

Love,
a mortgage-paying Fyrecreek

2 comments :

Anonymous said...

I love this! Can't wait for the day I can write a letter like this! Congratulations!

Zillah

Fyrecreek said...

Thank you! Yesterday, I vacuumed and then messed up the nice lines in the carpet by dancing. My bare footprints were all over. I got some more boxes unpacked too. It's a process, it's going.

I was thinking of all the other places I looked at that day. Even with the rush of finding something, nothing felt like home like my house did and does.