I put together a really neat story for tonight, but then I found “The Things I Love” and the wisdom of Mrs. Manchester.
My story can wait.
Thank you, Nancy . . . and Mrs. Manchester.
Years ago, when I was just starting my working career, I rented a tiny apartment from a very nice older couple.
These folks, Mr. and Mrs. Manchester, were really old. I mean, they must have been the age that my husband and I are now. But of course, that made them very old indeed to me at the time.
They had a lovely old house with a detached two-car garage in their backyard. Years before, the husband had built a studio apartment over the garage for his own mother, where she had lived for many years. After she passed away, the apartment stayed empty for quite some time, and eventually, they decided to rent it out.
They rented it completely furnished with all the old woman’s things – which was perfect for a young person like me who had nothing. There were furniture, pots and pans and dishes, a vacuum…
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What a lovely story. Thanks for sharing. – Julian
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It keeps us grounded as to what really matters. Having stuff is only a temporary experience for us whether it gets destroyed or it outlives us. The personal experiences with other people are more priceless , important and enduring by way of memories.
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