Friday, February 05, 2010


The old man at title company smiled and said it had been many years since he had seen someone do that. I counted the signatures I scratched into the papers during the closing. Thirty nine times I put pen to paper. Kathy, my ever so understanding wife, just laughed. "He's a scientist," she explained.

After much congratulations and shaking hands, we all left the cozy office. Kathy and I left the city for our new home. A place. Perhaps in another post, I'll write the details, or catalog something (the 1 basement bat is now 3 basement bats). Today, I am content to know that there is place I own on paper, but barely know. In many ways I will not own this place until I know it and it knows me.

I committed today to pay a sum of money over the next 30 years, yes. But I have also committed to know a place, and to be known. That is the real investment: time, sweat, and stewardship.


Anonymous said...

My friend and I were recently talking about how involved with technology our daily lives have become. Reading this post makes me think back to that debate we had, and just how inseparable from electronics we have all become.

I don't mean this in a bad way, of course! Societal concerns aside... I just hope that as memory gets less expensive, the possibility of uploading our brains onto a digital medium becomes a true reality. It's one of the things I really wish I could encounter in my lifetime.

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jackie said...

Very insightful post.. I look forward to knowing your new home too.