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It wasn’t fancy – no choreographed shows or grand displays – but to us, it was magic. The sun slipping behind the mountains felt like a signal. The air cooled, just slightly, as the night came alive with pops and cracks and the occasional boom that made your heart jump. We waited for the grand finale, that highlight of light and sound, when the sky seemed to burst open in celebration. It always ended too soon, and we’d stand there, silent for a moment, before gathering up the paper plates, now dotted with ants who’d claimed the leftovers.
When the night quieted down, my brother and I would set off on our little adventure. I can still feel the tug of that old canvas umbrella tent as we dragged it to the far corner of the yard – two boys determined to camp beneath the cottonwoods. The dry night wind would rattle those branches like old bones, and the heat lingered, heavy and unyielding. I’d slip into my thick army mummy bag, only to toss it off minutes later, sweating, tangled up in the damp air. We’d lie there under a sheet, sticky and wide-eyed, listening to the hum of crickets, the rustle of leaves, and the last echoes of fireworks in the distance. Those nights taught me something about quietness, about the gift of waking early, and about finding peace in simple things. To this day, five o’clock feels like the right time to rise.
Morning brought its own kind of freedom. My brother and I would hop on our bikes or set off across the fields, Sport – our wiry little toy shepherd – racing ahead, eager for whatever came next. Sport came after Rusty, the dog I’d loved and lost too soon. I was seven, and I don’t think I understood how to grieve then. But Sport, with his energy and loyalty, filled some of that empty space. Together, we explored those dusty stretches of land, heading toward the canal where our fort stood – boards balanced on rocks, irrigation pipes stacked into towers. It was nothing, really – but it was ours.
And that’s what home is, isn’t it? It’s not just a structure. It’s the place where your stories live, where the people you love gather. Where you feel safe after the fireworks fade and the night grows still, maybe it’s the porch where summer evenings were spent, or the street where your children learned to ride a bike. Or maybe, it’s somewhere new that feels like it’s been waiting for you all along.
When people discuss real estate, they often focus on numbers, such as square footage and price per square foot. However, the truth is that home is about feeling. It’s about the heartbeat. And finding it takes someone who listens, who sees past the listing to the life you’re hoping to build – or rebuild.
Sometimes, the past doesn’t call us back because we’re meant to relive it. It calls us to remember what belonging felt like. What peace felt like. That’s the place we long to return to – even if we’ve never been there before.
So this summer, if the crackle of fireworks or the scent of cut grass brings a memory rushing back – if the heat slows you down long enough to hear the quiet pull of your heart – maybe it’s time. The right place is out there, waiting for you. And when you’re ready, I’ll be here to help you find it.
Bill Myers is a Colorado native living in Berthoud, who has been a successful Realtor for more than 46 years providing creative and solution based real estate for Coloradans since 1979.
Call or text Bill at 970.578.1774 or learn more through his website at billmyersrealtor.com.
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