Unknown

If you ever ask me how many times you’ve crossed my mind, I would say once. Because you came, and never left.

I couldn't sleep so I went downtown for a walk. I got to thinking about what is my fear about leaving and selling my fathers house.  I guess we are all afraid of the unknown to some degree or another. But if I  want to pursue my dreams, I need to overcome this fear I have of the unknown.  

I  lost so much time being my father's caregiver, I wasn't forced to do it but  at the time I thought it was my duty as a daughter. I don't regret my decision 14 years ago. I wouldn't have been able to do all the things that I do now and most important I would have known the other side of my dad. My dad was little bit of a tormented soul because of his experiences  during World War 2.

He always told me stories which eventually gave me nightmares. I can't imagine what he was going see it first hand. This house that I inherited holds me back because it is filled will memories of him, my mother and my childhood. I think is time for me to say goodbye to these walls and the doors and move on to a place where I can create my own memories.