Tuesday, December 4, 2012
We've lived here four months now and still this placed is named for Austin. It is the final nod to it's history - that last piece yet to rend from it's past and shine up with our future.
And I am loathe to change it. Cringing against the idea of ripping that name from this sign post and bragging my own - even though the old is still mine somewhere deep inside me. Maybe I'm crazy, but somehow that name makes it feel more like home and I feel an overwhelming need to preserve it in some manner, I just haven't decided how.
So, for now, it waits - like a silver tomb stone marking for the what was and all the good that past stands for.