saying goodbyeOver ten years ago I arrived at this house as a woman and now I leave as a mother. On arrival I anticipated the time, before we had even spent it. On departing I contemplate all that I can remember of it. 'For our house is our corner of the world. If we look at it intimately, the humblest dwelling has beauty' Gaston Bachelard (1958). In my rational mind what we leave behind is of course bricks and mortar, something material and replaceable. Yet instinctively on a more emotional level we depart from the space that we call home. Within these walls I know the shadows that the sun will cast before the sun even shines.
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