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childhood home by Ungt Blod
childhood home by Ungt Blod
childhood home by Ungt Blod
childhood home by Ungt Blod
childhood home by Ungt Blod
childhood home by Ungt Blod

Childhood

I spent a couple of days in my childhood home going through stuff I have left with my parents when I moved to Copenhagen.
My parents are moving this summer and it is with great sadness that I have to say goodbye to the house of my childhood.
sigh.

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Can't even imagine the day my daddy will sell the farm where I was born and raised...

oh, that must be terrifying:/

when that happens you realize that you have grown up and that your life is changing! One chapter closes and another opens, life goes on! Keep the good memories!!!

You poor thing. I went through that a couple of years ago. I was totally devastated at the time. But now I love my Mum's new apartment and her new town. It's not home, but my Mum is so happy there and that makes me happy.

oh, thats so sad...know the feeling! i miss my grandmas house, where I grew up, I can still hear every sound in those walls like its now and here. But someone else live there now...when it was for sale i felt sooo sad, I thought that strangers would live among my memories etc, but they don't. the memories stay inside you, strangers dont know anything about them. It's hard, but I promise that you will be able visit that place in your mind, through all your life, just close your eyes..

kilos and kilos of courage

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