Farewell Delaney Drive

A few weeks ago, I said good-bye to the place I called home for the past ten years.

It was my first house. 

I can remember the day I stepped foot into it back in February 2005. It was love at first sight.

My home was a second home to many.

It was where my siblings stayed when they wanted to get away for a day or a weekend.

It was a place where my friends would come for a few hours before heading off to their next destination.

I hosted band rehearsals, surprise parties, good-bye parties, Christmas Eve parties, pancake breakfasts, dessert nights, games nights, book club meetings and Father’s Day dinners there.

My home is where our girls’ night started and where my friendship with my closest girlfriends began.

Most importantly, it was where I spent endless hours in my kitchen baking and had nearly 100 children walk through my doors for piano lessons.

As hard as it was to say good-bye, I knew it was time to move on and start the next chapter in my life.

Thank you 155 Delaney Drive for all the memories.

What are some of your fondest memories of your first home?

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