I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing
Out here it’s like I’m someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
So, in my last post I talked about how the new owners of my old house had trashed it and how sad I was that the house I grew up in looked uncared for and I need to take that back.
My last week in Florida my cat of thirteen years, Caliope (named after the Greek muse of music.. don’t ask I was a weird eight year old!) started acting kind of weird and sick so I hopped on over to Temple Terrace to visit her vet. Things seem to be getting better for her now but for a little while I thought she might be reaching the end of her life and since she was originally a mostly outdoor cat and was going to have to be an indoor cat for the next few months since my parents are in the process of building a new house I decided that if she was at the end of her life i’d let her return to our old neighborhood and live out the rest of her life as an outdoor cat again, I think thats what would make her happiest.
Anyways, so I decided to stop by our old neighbors house to see if they would be willing to look out for Caliope if she was getting sick. The new family that had moved in were having a yard sale and I noticed a shelf that would be perfect for my bathroom at school. I got out of my car and had a look around. After chatting with the woman a little bit asking what she was doing and she filled me in that they had just bought the house and were decorating and making room for new furnishing, I decided to let her in on the fact that her new house was actually the house I grew up in. She was so excited when I told her and wanted to show me around the house so I could see the changes she and her family had made.
Walking through your home when its not your home is a really surreal experience. I met her two young children and her youngest child introduced me to their cat. She was really cute and hyper and loud. She has the same bedroom I grew up in. I’m pretty sure she is totally ADHD and it makes me kind of happy that another crazy girl is growing up in the back of that house.
Seeing the family and getting to know them even a little made me realize that the house really wasn’t so bad. I even kind of liked them. I’m happy that they are so genuinely happy in my old home.