*first four taken by corine(summer) the house,the orchard, the writers shack, the very long drive way.
* snow picture taken by me, the writers shack, the land, the orchard and the mountain views.
Dearest friends can i take you on a journey.
I met my husband one summer on the cape, he was kind, sweet and handsome. I had been travelling my whole life it seemed to far away places around the world. when i met k. he had never left new england, this was odd to me so i invited him to come to montreal. I thought how great it would be for him to hang out with my brother and see more of the world. instantly him and i became the best of friends, slowly i was falling in love with him, he says he had always known he loved me, how lucky was i. we decided do to his not knowing french language we would live in Massachusetts, we were to be married. A few cold feet wedding dates missed( completely my fault), we finally did it and it was perfect.
When i met K. he had never went hiking, camping or canoeing, little did i know as i introduced him to it, it would become his deepest passion. it became what we lived for, hiking in the back country all over us & canada. although most would say that he and i have very little in common, hiking in the wilderness had become one, the well being of animals another but the biggest one was how we both dreamt of living a more natural life in vermont, we would talk about it all the time, tell our friends and family how one day we would like to end up there. that dream had become one of the most important thread in our marriage, i thought.
Until one day, k. came home and said he left the newspaper business after a decade of doing it, the job we hoped would allow us to move anywhere he traded it in for something so permanent, working for the state of massachusetts. WHAT was happening? i had just a few weeks before left my design firm so that i could go out on my own and now i felt as if our feet were bond to the ground. Needless to say i did not understand, it started to take a toll on me on us, see permanent was too permanent, i slowly retreated into a shell. a mix of not so good things started to take place but also some good things like horses and farm life, then more not to kind things started happening and three years later, i decided enough is enough. on that very day i decided that i wanted to wake up from this kinda ho hum life, ifound myself on facebook, found a dear friends avatar staring at me so i sent her a message " you know that stunning place you posted about on your blog, is that gentlemen who has lived there forever still living there forever? I immediately got a response that went something like this " just yesterday after twelve years this gentlemen in questions called to say he was moving abroad?" Could this be happening i thought?
yes because this person who had just answered me had played a major role in my life's direction before. You see she is the one who introduced my blog to the world in away, she is the one who woke me up from the myself inflicted solitude world to one one of sharing and because of it i started to heal. with this very post she snapped me back into the creative world and because of i have been able to take on some great projects and meet people who have become special friends. Corine has made it possible for our dream to come true, a dream unlike the others i have written about before-truth they were phsudo dreams and now in perspective stepping stones to this one i had always wanted, but more importantly the one k and i promised each other.
There was no coincidence getting on facebook a few days before, Corine befriended me and i after a long cry that woke me up, i typed the words that now have made it possible to live in the vermont. our dream home surrounded by hundred acres of breathtaking views, an apple orchard, a pond and a heated writers and meditation shack. everything happens for a reason, timing is everything, remembering what you wanted is a must. dreams are created twice once in your mind than your heart.
so dear friends in a few weeks we will be in our new home
filling our days with dreams while being wide awake.
merci joe & corine for being part of our lives
I also would like to wish my father a happy 65th birthday!
when we move in i would like to share the story about how this home was built
how corine and i just new this was meant to be
how many mountains & states we see from our front porch
