My brother and I finished emptying and cleaning the cabin today. As we were working, the buyer’s realtor stopped over to walk through. The buyers live in another state, so she was relaying the details to them. She said they are planning on the cabin being a vacation home and eventually their primary residence. She said they will love it and care for it and that they are good people. Trying to hold back the tears I told her that’s what we really want is for a family to love it as much as we did. Later in the day my brother and I talked about how we enjoyed the place for 50 years and how it is so difficult to let it go. We also remembered that my dad talked several times about wanting to sell it so us kids wouldn’t have the burden of it. In the end, we are completing his wishes. As we were driving out for the last time, I stopped at our closest friend there and said goodbye. We shared a good cry. My brother and I made it back to my house just after dark with vehicles full of more stuff. Hard to believe. But that’s for another day. We both took some Tylenol and are looking forward to a good night sleep.

I Found God today remembering and being grateful for the long time we were able to enjoy the cabin.