Tag Archives: Harely the Ancient Hospice Foster Dog

    Oops, don’t mean to offend anyone.  Apparently though, if you celebrate early (meaningful) birthdays in, and/or come home from the hospital at birth to, an historic house that is mere blocks from the center of downtown, it will effect where you live when you are in your 20′s.  That’s right folks, all my adult children live downtown, which makes it official, I now reside in an empty nest.  All my chicks have their own roosts, urban as they can be.  Okay, so Hanny is in Bellingham, but her nice little old house is frighteningly close to downtown Bellingham.  We all know that The Son calls the beautiful heritage Tiffany Building home (so downtown he couldn’t get closer if he lived in City Hall) and now…….. Empress is the proud renter of a studio apartment in a 103 year old domicile just one block from the (practically) downtown Washington/Jefferson Street Park.  Yes, it’s true, we’ve found her (and of course Harley, the hospice foster dog) their own little home (a special shout-out to Roger for his help, not necessarily the speediest landlord/handyman ever, but certainly one of the funniest and most accommodating).  I was afraid it would be so much sadder.  But it was a gradual process, so I am adjusting fairly well.  I miss them all, every day – my attachment to them is ridiculous.  (Fortunately they are used to this.)  They also know that should any one of them ever need to stay here in the family home (for any length of time) beds are available and they are welcomed with open arms.  Whew!  What an adventure.  The pride is overwhelming.  (I take no credit for these amazing young adults.)  My kids are awesome!

Happy Birthday Mad Hatter, wherever you are.