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Kim's avatar

So beautifully written and so much resonates with me. My husband and I just retired and moved from Lexington, KY to Seattle. Pared down everything we owned to a 9x12 pod (hard but truly necessary). Gave away all those books and everything else hoarded from raising a family in a 3000sqft home with a yard. We’re renting now — a lovely small home and we are both happy to be where we are. For us, the pandemic solidified how important relationships are and not stuff, and as you might have guessed there are grandchildren that precipitated this move. I now have a few empty kitchen cupboards (!!!) and am learning to be wet and go on with my hike/walk…my mother always did say “you’re not sugar, you won’t melt” 😆

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Melissa Crawley's avatar

I love this piece. As someone who recently sold a house and is renting a (mostly badly) furnished one in a new city I’ve never lived in, I’ve also had the urge to shout “not mine!” whenever someone comes over. But the freedom of “not mine” is also wonderful.

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