I'll miss the grassy field in the back of the houses that meets up to the highway. I can see the cars, but the trees keep me hidden. I'll miss walks on these nice, flat, paved roads with tiny cottage houses with charm and character. I'll miss a house taking 20 minutes to clean. I'll miss no stairs.
What I won't miss: My oldest not having any privacy or his own room
the one bathroom
the electronics becuase there isn't much room to do anything else inside
the winter. That cold, dark, wet, muddy, lonely winter. May it never happen again.
