Reconnecting to the one I love

I have tried to leave it, abandoned is probably the more appropriate word but it keeps beckoning me. I occasionally run into this love of mine, it whispers sweet nothings to me and then I am whisked away by something newer, younger, more promising. It continued to seem so needy. My last encounter finally decided my fate. If I don't love it it, then who will? We have a great deal of history, the two of us do. We go back a long way and there have been many others involved in our relationship. From the beginning ours was a love/hate relationship, ever evolving. So now, I'm back. For good this time. Someone is going to win this battle. I'm in it until the end. Forever after. This is a blog about the relationship between me and my old love ( my house). It is a 6000 square foot home on 14 acres in the countryside of North Georgia. It is a adaptation of a home in Deerfield,Mass. It was adapted to look old so over the years it has only grown the patina of its original counterpart. We left it 15 years ago. Yep, that's what I said we left it, we closed the door and moved to Atlanta. It's always been there for us waiting for our return and in the process of it's wait it has needed many things. For years during the abandonment it was used for photography, for selling the furniture that we manufacture. Everytime a customer walked into our house/showroom the questions would begin. Why dont you live here? Occasionally we would return and celebrate a holiday, or invite people to an event or have a wedding there. It was up for the exciting and fun things of our life but we just couldn't live there. it was too this or not enough that, it was not where we wanted to be, it was not new and shiny enough. It's waited and waited patiently or as patient as It could be. All the while needing our attention and time and love to come back into it's life. So now it has beckoned us back. This is the story of love returned and a continual posting of what is going on with that relationship.