Retiring Chronically Vintage

Retiring Chronically Vintage

About the project

Retiring Chronically Vintage

About the project

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Yesterday, after two very snowy weeks of early March, I felt the first tender rays of springtime warmth dance upon my skin. I took Annie out back and together we played amongst them, both entranced by a sensation that we had very nearly forgotten.

It was a moment of simple, untainted pleasure of that sort we all long for in our lives and it reminded me a great deal of the powerful feelings of warmhearted compassion that myself, Tony and Annie have been incredibly blessed to receive from scores of wonderful people – including many in the vintage community – over the past five months since the fire.

From that horrific day onward, there has been a part of me that had suspected this post would eventually happen. Perhaps many of you saw it coming as well. (Source: chronicallyvintage.com)

The methodology.

What occurred to us on that fateful, (ironically) rainy October night changed us forever. In one fell swoop, it rewrote our lives and tore into the fabric of who we were at our very cores. Though some pieces have been mended, others that remained (now) strengthened, and some are lost forever, we are not the same people we were before the fire. I highly doubt most folks would be, if they went through something similar. Hardship and challenges make you and shape you.

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