Now recently we were hearing about Laura's sump pump adventures and her childhood baggage - conquering her fears and replacing household appliances in one fell swoop. But really, the whole sump pump thing was a means to an end...an end to living in KY. It's all part of our Grand Plan (as you will recall) to return to the Motherland.
We are still goin' wit tha plan, and I guess it's been a while since I've updated everyone on only the one thing that occupies 117% of our free time. So here's a quick lengthy update on where we are at.
Well, where we are at is still in Lexington. But seriously, I can happily say that progress has been made. So let's take a creative approach to all of this and tie in a few things.
Imagine, if you will, that this is our life...
A nice, neat set of bricks - a foundation if you will - from which to stand on. This is our life in Kentucky. We've lived here a while, birthed a few kids, built a strong family that, just like these bricks, works together and depends on each other to look neat and square and reddish, even when you pull all the damn ivy away that you can find but it just keeps growing back dammit!
But seriously, if you look a little closer, you see the bricks are damaged. The damage is not severe, but it is there. The damage of being away from family, from support, for many years. Damage from that damn ivy that we pulled away, just to mock us as if saying "HA! You pull me away? I ruin your steps! Mwaaaahhaaahhaaa!"
Now imagine this is our life...
The bricks continue to crumble, just as the kids get older and miss their grandparents and aunts and uncles every day more and more. They crumble with the longing of being close to the ones who they love and who love them back. They crumble because the damn ivy ruined them and once the brick crumbles it's down hill from there.
Actually it looks like this because Damon had been chipping away the ruined brick, hoping to fix it, just like we are hoping to move back home to family and become one solid front landing that doesn't have any more damn ivy growing up into it. Seriously, who plants ivy on houses anyway?
What are you talking about?So now imagine this is our life...
Ok, this really has nothing to do with our life, but I took this picture downstairs in the library I work in because I thought it looked cool. Such colorful books going on and on seemingly forever.
So really now, imagine this is our life now...
A little mortar, a few replacement bricks, just like adding a little family, brings it all back together. This is how we imagine life to be when we move back closer to family. And hopefully, no more damn ivy that will tear up the bricks like the devil's little plaything. I swear, I will never buy a house with ivy again!
So, now, imagine our life is like this...
I've gotten a new job, the house is on the market, we are plowing through Philadelphia listings, and there's no more ivy. There are no bricks in this picture because you already saw that Damon fixed it. I'm not sure what the bricks have to do with anything anyway.
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