For the last 40 years, and my entire 31, my family has called 350 Northrup Street 'home'. And as many of us settle into our holiday traditions and gather together to celebrate, the Neary family is saying goodbye to our beloved home and figuring out transitioning into new traditions and settings.
Houses come and go. Childhood homes get sold and people move on. But if you have ever had the pleasure of visiting 350 Northrup, or know me in any kind of respect, you will know that this house is so much more than just that. I'll take the memories with me and know that they are most important, but it's the four walls I'll miss. It's the relationship I have with those four walls. It's what those four walls taught me through the years. There is a certain warmth and beauty to 350 Northrup that certainly was mostly to do with those of us occupying it but also that the structure brought to the mix.
This house has been one of my best friends. A door that has, quite literally, always been open. A safety net (and a pretty stunning one at that) when I needed a place to fall. An exploration in imperfect details being the most beautiful of them all. Every uneven floor board, every scary sound, every lesson in history and the influence of a warm home. In times of distress or feeling completely overwhelmed, I could go out into the backyard and just sit and breathe in the magnitude of the best view in the world (in my humble opinion). And in my happiest times, tequila shots at the living room bar with my family, a fire raging in the fireplace, laughing like my life depended on it.
I'm looking forward to creating my own home. And I'm looking forward to the adventures my family and I have ahead of us. But as I walk out of the door of 350 Northrup one last time, this home has been a part of my character and I'm still trying to figure out what that means when that home is no longer a part of my life. It may sound silly. It may sound over the top. But for those of you who have been there and fallen in love too, this is a tough goodbye.
So cheers to you, 350 Northrup. I'm gonna miss you.