Reading through your comments on the last post, Billy and I were reminded of the story of the Buddha and the mustard seed. Thanks to all of you.

My father died fourteen years ago today. He was only fifty years old. Last night I held my nearly one-year-old son as I lit a yarzheit candle. I couldn’t help but think that this isn’t how things were supposed to …

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…the buyer whose offer we accepted this weekend who then pulled out of the deal this morning to “pursue another house that just came back on the market.” Great. Good luck with that, guy. So glad we spent our Memorial …

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Lizbon had a great post the other day that really hit home for me. All this planning and plotting, real estate hunting and list making…racing ahead to the time when we’ll be not here, when we’ll be in Portland, starting …

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