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MOC5 #23 If Walls Could Talk Challenge
Fonts Black Jack, Garamond
Elements and Papers Silver Linings
Styles One Little Bird
Journaling
I've been lucky. Almost 40 years old and I've had the same family living in my walls for all that time. They picked out everything from the beginning and watched me being born. They moved in a family of four already. We had late nights and early mornings as one and then a few years later another came along making them six. They had their quirks and their foibles and odd ideas. The kitchen window was the first big change going from a large picture window to another door leading to an expanded deck. Then the kitchen and dining room were merged and a new wall went up between the living and dining rooms. Walls and carpets changed colors and the kids switched rooms as they grew and left and came home again.

The saddest day was when the Mister died. He died here with all of us watching and holding our breaths. Time moves on and more changes came. And new babies arrived. Grandbabies. Way less stressful on these old walls... they went home most of the time leaving me to rest and relax.

Now, the Mrs is getting ready to move on to something smaller and easier to manage. She's redoing the kitchen and painting the walls. We're counting down the weeks and days. Soon there will be a sign and strangers walking my floors. Someone will love my location surrounded by friends or marvel at the expansive deck overlooking the backyard and never want to leave. I'm sad but excited to see who I might be next year. AMS 1.25.2017