What I once thought was an aging house slowly became something much deeper. It was a symbol of continuity, of belonging, and of the relationship we built over the years. His final gift wasn’t about property or inheritance.
It was about creating a space where I would always feel grounded.
It was about leaving behind love in a form that would outlast both of us.
And through that house, he gave me a place where his memory feels alive.
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