Bittersweet refers to a combination of the standard tastes of sweetness and bitterness, and is often used as a metaphor for experiences which have elements of both happiness and sadness.
That is how I feel today. The truck is packed. We leave in a couple of hours for the boat. I sit in my room for the last time. I hope this move will turn out for the best. I look at the lines on the kitchen wall where I carved Damon’s height as he grew from a boy to a man. I remember bringing Sarah home from the hospital as I envision taking her to the hospital ( on a very slow boat) to give birth to her own daughter.
This house holds so many memories. I seem only to remember the good ones. The bad ones tossed away. I think of my future. I think of my granddaughter and daughter. I think of my son so far away. I want to hug him.
The house is silent as I say my goodbyes. A single tear falls as I write this. I look forward to new memories as I put the old ones in a safe place. A place where I can bring them out anytime.
I look through the skylight at the trees that seem so much taller now. I remember planting that blue spruce the year Sarah was born. Now it stands tall and stately just like her. I know I will be happy wherever I am as long as I am with family.
Oh fuckity fuck, just get me on the damn boat!!!!