As I finish organizing our new space and preparing some “all about Christmas” posts to share with you, here’s one last look at the beautiful old house Renaissance Man and I called “home” for over a decade. I wrote this letter a few days ago—on our final day together.
December 1, 2016
My dear old friend,
It’s time to turn out the lights and say, “Goodbye”.
Today Renaissance Man and I will sign away our caretaker responsibilities and turn you over to your new family. After enjoying your company for so long—and then wondering if you’d ever sell—it’s a bit surreal that today has actually arrived.
What a pleasure it was making memories within your walls!
I whispered “thank you” a few times over the past couple of weeks as I packed up our belongings. You’ve certainly been good to our family.
But today, I find myself simply walking around your empty spaces and admiring your details.
Some of those details you’ve sported for over a century—ever since 1907 when you were built. Others were added just over a decade ago when you were brought back to life.
I love them all!
It’s those details that give you your personality. Without them you’d be a modern-day, cookie cutter house with no character. Details matter.
But without a family to shelter, you’re just beautifully detailed architecture.
You’re a pretty house. A very pretty house . . . but you’re not a home.
Soon your empty rooms will once again hold furniture, and your walls will display artwork. Smells of dinner cooking will waft from the kitchen, and new voices will fill the air. You’ll meet your new caretakers.
I think you’ll love them! They certainly do love you.
It was an honor getting you back into circulation. You should be “good to go” for another century, so make the most of it!
I wish you all the best, old friend. May the future hold many wonderful opportunities for you to be the very best version of you. May you care for and protect your new family even as I know they’ll care for you.
I’ll still be nearby, so don’t be surprised if I drive past on occasion. You—the Witt-Turner House—will always hold a special place in my heart. Thanks for being more than a house.
Thank you for being our home.
Even as Renaissance Man and I said goodbye (by choice) to our home, many of our neighbors here in East Tennessee were losing theirs . . . and not by choice. Wildfires that ravaged the Great Smoky Mountains last week left devastation that will change our neighbors’ stories forever. To date, there are 14 known fatalities, at least 134 people injured, and an estimated 1,684 structures damaged. Dolly Parton, one of East Tennessee’s beloved daughters, has committed to provide $1,000/month for six months to families who lost their homes. If you’d like to join her in helping these families, please consider giving to Dolly’s My People Fund. Let’s do all we can to make it a Merry Christmas and bring peace on Earth in the midst of tragedy for our fellow man.