These pictures were sent to me recently by my very good friend and old neighbor.
aka: my chosen family
These were my final moment in paradise.
Photos that are simply a reflection of a moment in time when I really felt my heart hit the cement pavers of where my soul lives.
I left 1/2 my house furnished with my stuff.
I watched all of my neighbors hand over their fun flamingo, palm tree, beach scene keys to the new owner...and after I did my final walk through and had enough tears to flood California, I handed the new owner my gate opener and my martini cocktail key.
It wasn't the house that I loved, it was the memories that we created in it.
Actually that's only 1/2 true. I LOVED that house. I loved everything about it.
It was my home. A home that I never thought I'd leave.
So please excuse the swollen puffy face from my 2 hours sleep the night before and all the tears...all.the.tears...
As soon as these photos were taken, we 5 people climbed into my car and drove ourselves to our new world, where my wonderful husband was waiting on us.
4o24 will always be special to me.