I love looking at street photos and particularly yours; my mind goes into overdrive as I think about those who love behind the brick walls. Thank you for Sharing your post with us. 🙂
If you mean those who live behind the brick walls of the tall, 22 story building on the right of the photo, that would be me. 🙂 Plus about 250 other people. It’s a retirement community that has all levels of care: independent living, assisted living, skilled nursing, and memory care. The vast majority of us live in independent living. My husband and I looked at a lot of retirement communities both in Southern California (where we were living at the time) and here in Oakland in Northern California (where we had met and gotten married and where our grandchildren live.) This retirement community was head and shoulders above all the others, and we felt unbelievably fortunate that we qualified. I also thanked all the powers that be that my husband got sick and died after we had moved in and made friends. If he had died while we were still in the house, and away from family, I would have been a complete mess. As it was, I was only 6 miles away from one daughter and her family, and had many friends here in the building to support me. Thank heavens!
Hannah, thank you for telling me this. Your retirement home sounds absolutely perfect and I’m so glad you found it before your husband died.
My husband died six years ago, but fortunately, like one of your daughters, my son and daughters live only a few miles away. I wouldn’t have coped well either if I had been all alone.
I live in England, and for me it’s the 13th already, it’s almost 06:30 AM, and I look forward to reading your next post later in my day. Thank you, Hannah. 🙂
You are most welcome, Sue. Where do you live in England? I have an aunt and uncle who live in Surry and random cousins and cousins’ children scattered about. I’ve promised my aunt that I’ll come over this year, as I haven’t been in decades.
I live in the north, on a small farm just outside the village of Bramhope in Yorkshire. My site has a map on the side bar that shows my area of Yorkshire. And my personal post about The Street shows parts of the village. https://nansfarm.net/2020/01/11/streets-apart/
Live!! not Love. Apologies for my predicted text. Though now I think about it the mistake is rather a good one! Isn’t that what we all want, to love one another behind the brick walls! 🙂
Indeed we do! And I hadn’t even noticed that it said ‘love,’ because the obvious predicted word was live, and that’s what I read it as. 🙂
I’m surprised I spotted it because like you say we read the words as we expect to see them. Despite proofreading, I can’t tell you how many times my posts need to be edited post-publication! 🙂
Glad to know I’m not the only one! 😉
PS: If you read my post for tomorrow (Jan 13) you will see the view looking in the other direction: south, rather than north. 🙂
Thank you, Hannah. I will do that 🙂
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I love looking at street photos and particularly yours; my mind goes into overdrive as I think about those who love behind the brick walls. Thank you for Sharing your post with us. 🙂
If you mean those who live behind the brick walls of the tall, 22 story building on the right of the photo, that would be me. 🙂 Plus about 250 other people. It’s a retirement community that has all levels of care: independent living, assisted living, skilled nursing, and memory care. The vast majority of us live in independent living. My husband and I looked at a lot of retirement communities both in Southern California (where we were living at the time) and here in Oakland in Northern California (where we had met and gotten married and where our grandchildren live.) This retirement community was head and shoulders above all the others, and we felt unbelievably fortunate that we qualified. I also thanked all the powers that be that my husband got sick and died after we had moved in and made friends. If he had died while we were still in the house, and away from family, I would have been a complete mess. As it was, I was only 6 miles away from one daughter and her family, and had many friends here in the building to support me. Thank heavens!
Hannah, thank you for telling me this. Your retirement home sounds absolutely perfect and I’m so glad you found it before your husband died.
My husband died six years ago, but fortunately, like one of your daughters, my son and daughters live only a few miles away. I wouldn’t have coped well either if I had been all alone.
I live in England, and for me it’s the 13th already, it’s almost 06:30 AM, and I look forward to reading your next post later in my day. Thank you, Hannah. 🙂
You are most welcome, Sue. Where do you live in England? I have an aunt and uncle who live in Surry and random cousins and cousins’ children scattered about. I’ve promised my aunt that I’ll come over this year, as I haven’t been in decades.
I live in the north, on a small farm just outside the village of Bramhope in Yorkshire. My site has a map on the side bar that shows my area of Yorkshire. And my personal post about The Street shows parts of the village.
https://nansfarm.net/2020/01/11/streets-apart/
Live!! not Love. Apologies for my predicted text. Though now I think about it the mistake is rather a good one! Isn’t that what we all want, to love one another behind the brick walls! 🙂
Indeed we do! And I hadn’t even noticed that it said ‘love,’ because the obvious predicted word was live, and that’s what I read it as. 🙂
I’m surprised I spotted it because like you say we read the words as we expect to see them. Despite proofreading, I can’t tell you how many times my posts need to be edited post-publication! 🙂
Glad to know I’m not the only one! 😉
PS: If you read my post for tomorrow (Jan 13) you will see the view looking in the other direction: south, rather than north. 🙂
Thank you, Hannah. I will do that 🙂