4.10.2008

Heartbroken

There is a contract on the land.

Never again will we be able to take a "walk" in those woods on a leisurely Saturday. No more dreaming of camping trips in Jan's woods (and I only say that because she lives there of course, we know it belongs to the three). No more plans on when we will take the trailer and the chainsaws so we can stock up on firewood for the summer camping trips. The plan of meeting up there in the case of some sort of crazy catastrophe is now defunk. The quiet nights on the porch, the unmistakable privacy, the confidence that nobody will be watching you scratch your butt when you are out in the yard.

I never realized it would bother me so much. I cried last night. I cried hard and I had to MAKE myself stop. Remembering that this land, this wonderful unspoiled paradise of quiet, peaceful earth would no longer be in the family (and I married into it!). It would not be there for us when we needed it. To consider in 1792 (or so) it was given to the family for the capture and return of a fiesty mean Indian chief, the chance to own their own piece of earth surely brought great pride to this God fearing, hard working family. For over 200 years the family has owned it, farmed it, worked it, loved it and hunted it.

It will now be gone forever, and mine and Bill's hearts are broke.

I know the family did the right thing, it is the best thing for everyone involved and I know that Jan is at peace with the whole issue now. This has been a weight on her shoulders to make sure everyone was happy and that no toes were stepped on. To benefit the whole family and prevent any possible sqirmishes in the future. After all family is EVERYTHING, and I know this, and the McGuire's are as big a part of me as my blood. I thank God for this family.

But Bill and I would have given our right arm to own land like that. In a heartbeat.

Sure we will have an even bigger downpayment for our house now, and a good chunk of change to invest. But it was never about the money for us.

I just hope and pray that it will not be a regret in the future. Lord help us.



This pic was taken in February on one of our walks back in the woods. I sure will miss those.

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1 comments:

Debby Vannoy said...

I love reading your blog. It is always like sitting down and talking to you.

Charles (Bill's cousin) and I are also a little sad about the land. I know Aunt Jan has prayed very hard about what to do. It is just very sad for us to think about this land not being in the family.


I love this picture of Bill and Aunt Jan!!!

Love -- Debby