I guess there's not a lot of need for a "farewell" to the Crow House. At least not here. It deserves the silent benediction that we are writing in our hearts about it, with every plate we take out of the shelves.
I'm not sad to leave. I think I learned a long time ago the best way to be content with change is to have hope in the things ahead.
It wasn't too long ago that I was moving my things in, imagining what life would be like here. Right now I'm anticipating life in the Scripture house. I kind of like that name. It's just the street name, but I like it.
I like living in houses with friends. No matter where I go, I think I'll be happy.
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