A HOUSE

I received a comment on my diary note page from a young woman on the West Coast . Since I have been on the OD scene I have read her entries and also from time to time received and sent direct communications. I view her as an example of all that is good with our youth today and as a reason for hope for the future .She told me that she also likes some time in an empty house when her mother is away. This started me thinking which is a most unusual event for me. What is there about an empty house and what feelings do we generate when we are inside of one.

There is a fearful empty house. Haunted by our fears and terrors the house is full of unexplained noises and dreaded shadows. Dark, silent and forbidding is the aurora of this house.

There is the haunted house that is possessed by fearsome demons and ghosts. This is a house of terror and fills us with a feeling of dread. Our only thought is to flee its’ environs.

There is the abandoned house. Dreary and desolate it stands there hopeless and empty. Festooned with cobwebs and populated by vermin it sadly awaits its’ future; the wrecking ball.

There is the house that is empty because its’ tenants have moved on to other places. It is lit but the happiness stored in the closets awaiting the new family.

There is my house when my wife is out. Warm and secure for me but incomplete without her presence. I can be content here but I do need her closeness to be truly happy.

Thanks F.G. for the spark to my imagination.