Bye bye Bluebell.

A year and one day after I closed one chapter of my Californian life, I find myself saying goodbye to another house, but this time it is my childhood home.  I knew the day would come when eventually this small, semi-detached house would no longer be a haven for me (albeit only mentally seeing as I live 6,000 miles away).  I knew that day would come.  I just didn't know how sad it would make me.  I feel so far away.
Goodbye little red-brick house, you were my family's rock.