an ode to the asparagus house

we may have thought we’d be here longer,
but we couldn’t have dreamt up a place to grow stronger
in our friendships, in our faith, in our imperfect skin crafted by the Father

birthdays and celebrations, parties we’ll never forget
cozy nights in i don’t once regret

immense puppy cuddles, and one pup laid to rest.
having a reason to mourn is just proof you were blessed

visitors from far away
some stayed for weeks, some just a day
i’m just grateful we were a stop along their way

one wedding planned
months of prep to give her hand
along came another roommate and there was space for love to expand

late night pillow talks
and early morning snuggles
coffee runs for everyone before we start the hustle

hard conversations, and a little conflict too,
a natural part of friendships we’ve all chosen to pursue.

now this chapter closes, which comes with its share of grief,
yet we walk away with something greater than a house —
friendships we won’t soon be without