Like a sponge

Onno was last stay over at his neighbor in the street while we went to dinner with other neighbors toke final with whom we became friends. When we parked the car, ran to Noelle 'her house' whose garage was open and another car than ours in the driveway. "Hello!" We heard the new (Chinese) owner called enthusiastic. When we five minutes later as long jumped to the last key and shaking hand, we heard Noelle's familiar pieces play THEIR piano in our old house. We stood laughter ring with the key in hand. Let's ring in our 'own' doorbell. toke final We were enthusiastically welcomed toke final and invited in. Thijs met the owner and I did not know what to say, "Welcome to eh, eh, your new home." The ancient Chinese grandparents crooked walked to the front door and shake us bowing hand. A skinny old woman puts her hand on mine and asks in bad English: "you are our neighbor." Her husband, who I knew from the first meeting, spoke to her in Chinese and I could guess at the meaning, "No, they lived here." The translation toke final must have been. She hit her hand to her mouth and grabbed my hand again. She spread her skinny arms: "beautiful house, we are very happy." What a sweet, happy people. Niels also emerged from HIS basement: who had the new owner explanation how the projector, DVD player and amplifier works. We were just coming in but soon I had a strong feeling that I had already taken leave of my house. I wanted to keep it in my memory as it was, with my stuff in it. Not that ugly couch and shiny kietserige table in the middle of the house. We said goodbye and now I was really toke final the last of all "our" house. It is really no more of us. M.
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Like a sponge
Mary I am a mother of three children growing at an ever-changing background. We lived in the Dominican Republic, Canada and the Middle East

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