When Adam and I got married we read a poem by my grandfather entitled “The house with the open door”. In reading the poem we were extending an invitation to all those we knew, and to all those we had yet to meet, to join us in our home wherever that may be.
We bought our first home in Edmonton and during the three years that we lived there, never a week went by that we didn’t have friends or family over. Some people travelled a long way for a weekend visit while others found our house a good launching pad for work in Alberta.
Thanks to all the people who came through our open door to drink wine, break bread, and to soak the walls with laughter and love.
We have sold the "Green House" and are moving to warmer climes but please do not hesitate to come down to the beach and stay with us. We love the conversation and the memories that it creates.
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It's good to have a house with an open door to make friends.
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