Thursday, December 20, 2007

THE PIANO FIT INTO THE HOUSE!!!!!

...and all is well with the world. Thanks be to Buddha and God! We are now at home (millions of unpacked boxes and all) at 216 Stonewall Heights, ABINGDON,Virginia!!!! And, you know what: it feels like home..... so very much to write about, but, for now, suffice it to say: we are amazedly, wondrously happy to have gotten through the last three days relatively unscathed, unbroken and safe, and if anyone is to be thanked for that (besides our good karma from many peripatetic lifetimes) and God, it is the moving men from North American Van Lines: Apollo Moving Company, located in New Jersey!!!! Bravo to Alex, Joe, Helsin,Julio and all their minions...and an extra BRAVO to all people everywhere who actually do their jobs well!!!!

THANK YOU GUYS!!!!

We spent all day on the 17th helping the moving people pack up 890 West End ,Apartment 9B, and that was some day,
thoroughly deserving of its own blog entry. So full of contradictory feelings, observations both emotional and practical, concerning the sheer act of packing up two lives into a large truck...etc. But for now, for all who are kind enough to read this blog, I simply wanted to say "thank you" as well, for all your kind words of support, all your warmth and welcoming sentiments about our move back to Abingdon...thank you all who have sent love our way. We have felt it, and I do believe, in no small meansure, that love helped this enormous move go as well as it did.

Now, I must continue to unpack all the boxes we so recently packed, so we can get on with settling into this wonderful house we are renting. I am now sitting in the small sun-filled basement office I have begun to make for myself. It overlooks the backyard garden and it is so nice. So quiet. So, already, mine in feeling and intention. The sun pours in. What more can I say? More soon.


Comments:
So now you are "home," Sis - and I hope to hear you return to the proper Southern accent of your youth. For me, it's enough to know that you and Peter will enter the Year 8 filled with the glow of a wonderful resettlement and the anticipation of good times ahead.

Here in Houston, it is cold (for me); Barbara of course revels in it. Tomorrow, Christmas Eve, we'll have the Houston-area kids over for the traditional Sloppy Joes and gift-opening. Barbara has given me a Noguchi table for my Hanukkah-Christmas present. She's taking on another year of ballroom dancing.

So best wishes for Christmas in Old Virginia - stay warm and love to all...your brother.
 

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