It wasn’t as hard to leave as I thought it could be.
During my last two visits I have known my Mum has to sell our lovely holiday house in the alps.
it has been our holiday destination for the past 12 years. It holds so many memories for us.
but as I walk through the house, I remember it is just concrete, wood and plaster. There are no memories stored away under the beds. They are in my head. I can take them anywhere with me.
I feel much closer to my Dad there, I can’t help but think about him. Imagine him soaking in the sun on the balcony or getting giddy at the pizza restaurant. I need to remind myself that these are all memories, that are too precious to sell. I still have all of them in my head at all times. Photos and videos will help me remember.
Now it’s time to start a new adventure. In fresh and exciting places. Exotic places.
I am grateful that my Dad made the decision to sell the house upon diagnosis. It takes some of the pressure off of Mum.
The decision to buy the house was lead by him, and so was the decision to sell.
I am so proud of Mum.
You can find my short film of Saying Goodbye [in a minute] over on my YouTube channel.
Click here to go to the video.