tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4037656206778202515.post467236170882457619..comments2023-06-21T05:17:48.198-07:00Comments on my heart is a house: the house that built meUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4037656206778202515.post-4129789275668608622015-11-16T07:29:35.424-08:002015-11-16T07:29:35.424-08:00I can't even imagine how hard seeing the house...I can't even imagine how hard seeing the house you grew up in being sold. I drive past my grannys house sometimes and feel sad, nevermind my own!!And I'm sorry your mom now lives so far away. :( Hang in there!Caitlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17577252388679604432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4037656206778202515.post-84112480812721324052015-11-13T08:29:11.496-08:002015-11-13T08:29:11.496-08:00My parents recently sold their house and moved to ...My parents recently sold their house and moved to a new one just down the street. I had to drive through the old circle and I almost just pulled in the driveway before I remembered they don't live there anymore. I was so sad. All my memories as a teenager and through the past 12 years are in that house too. Basically, I'm saying that I feel ya. I hope you get to make new fun memories wherever they and you are next!Karihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06037982348422423255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4037656206778202515.post-89356593587404879392015-11-13T04:05:10.602-08:002015-11-13T04:05:10.602-08:00I knew this post was coming and I've been anxi...I knew this post was coming and I've been anxiously waiting for it for a few weeks knowing that I would cry at whatever you wrote. It was a good house with a lot of good memories. It will be missed. Thanks for writing it baby sister. KinderTeachhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08500542780218756265noreply@blogger.com