I always wish Nolan were here.
I think of him all the time.
He should be here to enjoy life with us. I remember how much we were enjoying our sunroom before he died. Just a few weeks before his death I had bought a couch and tv for the sunroom. I wanted it to be a great place for the kids to hangout with friends. I still had hopes for fixing the basement, but wasn't sure when that would happen.
We were rapidly outgrowing our little three-bedroom house with our five growing kids.
Oh how I would love to be that crowded again!
About a year after Nolan's death, I started to work on the basement. I rented a huge dumpster and decluttered like crazy. Then I painted walls, I painted the floor. Next I hired someone to put up a couple walls. After that I organized, bought carpets, bought furniture. I even bought a small pool table. The basement became a wonderful space for the children. It nearly doubled our living space.
Now I am open to parties, to sleepovers.
In the last month, I have hosted a first communion party, a birthday party, a slumber party, a sleepover, and a baby shower. All in a month.
Our house has felt festive, full of laughter and noise and friends.
I think of Nolan and his beautiful personality. He would be loving the social life we have been having.
I wish he were here.
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