I am writing this on my phone since I'm in bed so it will be short, but after 32 years, my parents have decided to sell their lake house. I do not blame them in the least, they currently have 3 homes and us kids kinda knew one was going to go, but we were hoping it wasn't the lake. But in fairness my parents are aging ( as we all are) and the upkeep is just too much. Plus their main house is 12 hours away (by car). The taxes are also overwhelming.... Good ole NY state... I'm sad none of us kids can take it over, but none of us are in the position to do so. My parents had hoped we would.

That said my tears have been flowing today. Ron blames my pregnancy hormones but I know he just doesn't get it, and that's ok. He isn't a very emotional guy. I guess it's even harder to swallow because they are putting it on the market *next week*! Which means I may never see it again and my son will never know the magic of the lake.

It is just a house in all reality but it's a ton of memories.... And I'm finding it hard.

Anywho - hope you are all having a very wonderful Labor Day weekend. Speaking of which if I wasn't 8 months pregnant we would be at the lake right now. Sigh.