Goodbye and Thank You, Gannon Camp
Goodbye garage – the site of my first kiss
Goodbye garden that my Mom and Dad will surely miss
Goodbye fireplace…you majestically beautiful hearth-y beast
Goodbye room where I laid my head and read hundreds of books at least
Goodbye porch and all of your dinners, cups of coffee, glasses of wine, and laughs
Goodbye water that I doggy paddled swam and hung out on the raft
Goodbye dock that I used to “troll for boys” according to my dad (with some success!)
Goodbye boathouse filled with all the water toys that I thought were rad
Goodbye road that I walked ran and drove
Goodbye camp…you will forever be my love
After nearly 34 years, the Gannon Camp will be no more except in our photos, a painting, and in our minds. I’ve been blessed to call it “home” from the ages of 10 through 44.
Thank you, Gannon Camp, for all of the memories. I will forever miss you and visit you as my “happy/safe space” when I need you. May the new family that moves in have just half the fabulous times that we did. They will be fortunate to enjoy all you have to offer.
I love you,
P.S. Yep. I totally ripped off Goodnight Moon. <insert teary-eyed smiley face>
😭 😢 😭 I need to send this link to Tammy. So many memories.
I don’t think I ever really thought I would see this day. I can’t stop smiling and crying. I’m “smying.” 😢😃
It would be tough to say goodbye to a place with so many memories!
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It is!! It’s probably a good thing that I don’t live anywhere near it. The new owners would wonder…”why does some random blonde lady keep coming by to stare at our house????” 😊
Always a bittersweet moment at that farewell tour. But as our friend Dr. Seuss says, “Don’t be sad it’s over. Be happy it happened. “
That is the perfect quote, Momica. Thank you! 😊❤💕