Today I pulled up our virtual tour online and showed Nathan a few of the pictures. I showed him the front of the house and asked him what it was. "A house," he said. No longer does he recognize it as "Nathan's house." It is just "a house."
I pulled up a picture of Nathan's bedroom, wondering if that would spark any memories. He looked at it for a moment and then said, with an intent expression, "Tiftee. Grandma." and then thought for another moment before saying, "Grandma's house! Tiftee!" and then "Nathan's bed!" He must remember playing in that room with Aunt Tiffany the last several weeks we lived there. He must remember when Grandma Rankin came to help out after Christopher was born. He must remember his bed. Then I pulled up a few other pictures to see if he would say anything.
When I pulled up the picture of the backyard Nathan excitedly said, "A garden!" My first thought was how here in the UK yards are called "gardens" and I assumed that must be what he meant. Then he added, "Work in the garden...with daddy!" He must remember all of the times he used to go out in the backyard with daddy to work on our little square gardens. He loved doing that. I told Jeff about Nathan saying that and it made him really happy.When I look at these pictures, so many memories come flooding back to me. We only lived in that home for just over three years, but oh, so many happy memories. Our first house together. Bringing Nathan and then Christoper home there. My love of cooking and vegetables discovered in that kitchen. Nathan's first steps in that living room. Crawling and playing under the dining table. Hours of rocking and reading stories in Nathan's room. Sitting and looking out the window with a sweet, baby Nathan cuddled against my chest. Sitting on the back porch enjoying the quiet and the view. The memories could go on and on...
The memories still linger in my heart. And when I look at these pictures, it hurts. Because I miss those memories.
But as Nathan said, the house itself is just, "a house."
2 comments:
At least you now have 'pineapples and mangos' now. But its okay to miss the 'cherries' every once in awhile. :)
I miss it too sometimes though. But hang in there! One day you will look back at your flat, and see it as your old home too with so many precious memories.
Love ya Mishi!
Oh MAN . . . that would be heartwrenching to realize that Nathan wont even remember that house at all in a few years . . . At least he recognized his bed and the backyard. I bet Jeff LOVED that he remembered working with daddy in the garden . . .
YOU have these precious memories, though, and that home will always be something special to you, because it is where you became a family as you added your two precious babies.
It is okay to look back longingly . . . I promise you that there will come a time that you look back longingly on England, too . . .
You are so good about taking photos . . . You will always remember these special places and times . . .
((((((((((((HUGS)))))))))))))
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