Mama said there would be days like this. Today is one of those days. It is not one of those habitual days which fill most of our lives, or a happy day we hope goes on forever, or a sad day we hope quickly passes. It is an ambiguous day. A day you don't know just how you should feel, but a day you know is significant.
Today we officially sold our house to an Indian Sikh hematologist, his pediatrician wife, and two small children. After looking for six months, they couldn't be happier about their purchase. They are about the same age as we were when we bought the house, our children about the same ages. We felt good about selling to them and wished them the same happiness as we experienced. At the same time there is a certain melancholy about today. A quiet knowledge that a part of life has passed.
This is a day not to dwell on the past or to be focused on the future. It is a day to savour Minnesota's weather. Is it spring or winter? It is an April day where the sun shines brightly and the temperature is below freezing. Life is filled with ambiguities.
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