Saturday, July 08, 2006

Moving (Pt. 2)

Before I give the impression that I'm some sort of socially maladjusted tripe who can't handle a little change I feel that I should tell the other side of things. Damn, change is so conflicting. You want to be excited about new things, but don't want to feel like your shitting on what you're leaving behind. I do love our new house. Especially now that the seizure-inducing colour scheme has been painted over. No one can understand why we would want to move out of North Kildonan, like its the New Jerusalem or something. My quick answer is, "Why not?" Ultimately its not my decision but I can't blame my parents for wanting to move out of a place that once was so full of young life and now that us kids are moving on and moving out seems a bit heartbreakingly full of memories and not much else. My sisters and I are starting out new, why shouldn't Mom and Dad. So why not?
I do love the new house. Its great. Its old. The neighbourhood is wonderful. Its peaceful. That's the first thing I notice the second I open my car door. I can hear birds and children and leaves. Its wonderful.
My parents were saying the other day that they feel they are just looking after the house for a while, as if it has a life of its own which we are privileged enough to participate in for a short time. It was built in 1912. It built into a Victorian world. It knows what the world was like before the 20th century made it so bloody. Its been through the two world wars, the Depression, the Sixties, the rise and the fall of communism. We came bearing our belongings in vans and trucks, the first owners most likely used horses. You can tell the place was built in another era by one simple thing: Closets. They are few and small. My new bedroom doesn't even have one. People had less stuff. We have tons of it, can't find room for it all. But all of this is good, makes you think back and gives you some perspective on things. It is possible to live simply...
[I've worked too hard this week and drank too much beer tonight to go on any further...]

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