For me, the idea of that house, our house, being a house for people, for a Vietnamese family, if the new owner holds onto it, keeps it for his own people or rents it to others. I find comfort there now. That other people will be housed here too, that they will live abundantly here, it brings me happiness that day and today. We didn’t profit in a sale. We can attend to our lives, our memories, and our being in place; we can say goodbye and return many times, always. For me this understanding, this meaning, isn’t quantifiable or exchangeable, but it is a set of relations worth passing on.
