the last thirty six hours did not go as planned. a storm came in, a water pump failed and a furnace quit. walking down the stairs of the basement that was a few steps short do to a lake that had formed- precious things floating by. precious things lost. a hope chest filled with 16 years of letters k and i wrote each other. a hope chest filled with 10 years of small things bought for a little on we might one day have. a hope chest filled with paintings, drawings, crafts that elle and dylan have made on there visits here and books, lots and lots of books. i try to put things in perspective and know that the loss of such things although cause my heart to ache- i know that it is nothing in comparison to the loss others experience everyday.
as i type this my fingers are cold. those who know us know how cold our farm house is when the heat does work.( at least a thousand a month to heat and we still froze) my neighbor was kind to drop a heater off a few minutes ago so that has allowed me to sit on a chair for a minute. we only have two weeks left in this farm house, i know i have not mentioned much about our move because it is bittersweet but after a conversation with our landlords over eight weeks ago where we agreed to disagree we accepted their offer of letting us out of the lease. I will miss mike so very much as well as the cows and will worry about them when i am gone. the new farm house we are going to is a dream it is on forty acres of private land and it is in the middle of ten thousand acres of national park land- yes can you believe it!
okay i am cold now, it is wet and stormy outside and cold and wet inside- it is time for some tea. time to pack some more boxes. dear landlord i do appreciate the time you have taken to fix the heat situation, was wondering if you had some heaters to spare!.
*picture is of books laying to dry by the fire-but no heat makes the process impossible.
p.s. the good thing about it is there was somethings that were damaged that i should have gotten rid of many moves ago- that i am happy to say will not be coming with us- hence less junk in the new house.
p.s.s. the reason some of those precious things were in the basement is because i had just put them there a few days earlier because of the move.
13 comments:
Oh how awful for you. There are no words but "I'm so sorry." And only two weeks to go. [sigh].
it is really heartbreaking to see this, and I know what you've shown is only the beginning of what was damaged or lost.
it's true that they are only things, but they are things of great value and sentimentality.
so sorry Nadia...
Oh, I am so, so sorry! You have such an amazingly positive and philosophical attitude about it.
May the move to the new farm be a joyous one. Those ten thousand acres of national park land sound like bliss!
All best,
Gigi
this just makes me very sad to read and see. I am so sorry for your misfortune in the flooding. you seem to have a wonderful attitude but i know it must hurt so much. on a positive note the new place sounds like a dream - for real. I do hope you are able to salvage most of your things and have a seamless move.
Oh no! How horrible for you Nadia. I'm so sorry to hear of your flood... such precious and irreplaceable things, it's only natural to be sad at their loss and damage. At times like this I remind myself that the memories are still carried safely in the heart where water/fire/theft can do them no harm... and I hold on to that thought, hard. It's still horrid though.
I'm looking forward to seeing the next stage of your adventures in farming unfold. Your new place sounds heavenly (and is hopefully warmer!). Is Tolstoy going with you?
oh, nadia, i'm so sorry! i wish i could be there to help you sort through everything.
again, i'm so inspired by your positive attitude :) looking forward to see your new home!
oh I'm sad to learn about the move, hope that you will be happy somewhere else, take care Nadia
x x x
oh no! if it were me, and my things were flooded, i would probably dissolve into tears and become a part of the mess.
good luck with your move and salvaging of precious things.
oh nadia... hearing about it was one thing but to actually see precious things destroyed... so sad and i'm so sorry...
my heart sinks for what you've lost... i'd like to think that sometime in the eternities we will have special memories brought to our minds in a twinkle, and your sweet words exchanged between your husband and you will be remembered. reading about this makes me stop complaining about my own house... :) another move... deep breath... and good luck my dear! come and stay with me in idaho if you need to have a break or get away:)thinking of you!
i'm so sorry about the loss of your precious things, nadia.
oh i'm so sorry to see this! it's heartwrenching. i hope you can find some pieces that escaped...
nadia, my heart aches for you for the loss and skips in excitement at the new chapter of your life!
valentina
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