Where I live

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I live alone in a three-story house with a fully furnished basement. My house is surrounded by cemeteries. Whenever I am in the kitchen I can see rows of tombstones in the distance. The cemetery used to be partially blocked by trees, but they recently chopped them all down so now I can see everything. On the other side of the house where the entrance is if I go a little bit up my street I can see the other cemetery. That’s the cemetery where my father, three of my grandparents, and some other relatives and people I know are buried. I can partially see the tombstones. The house itself is a townhouse. It is surrounded by neighbors on both sides. There is a backyard that has a deck. The backyard is more of a long rectangle than a square. There are two bedrooms on the third floor, including a bathroom with a bathtub. The second floor has a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom with just a toilet and sink, and a balcony. The first floor is just one open room and has the front door, the door to the backyard, the door to the garage, HVAC room, two closets, and of course, the stairs to the basement. The basement has a fairly big walk-in closet and two rooms, including space for washer and dryer. There is also a bathroom with a shower. It’s a nice community to live in. There is a library nearby, and we have a plaza not far from us with a pharmacy, a Russian grocery store, a diner, a greeting car store, a florist, a pizza place, a Starbucks, a hardware store, and a few other businesses. If you drive, it’s a great place to live in. If you are like me and you don’t drive it’s a bit of an inconvenience. The closest bus to my house is about a 20 minute walk. The train is about 27 minutes away from my house. And a few other buses that I sometimes need to take are about 37 minutes away from where I live. I usually take the train to those buses in a different location, but if the train is not running for some reason, then I have to walk 37 minutes to the bus stop that is near me. I don’t mind walking to transportation, but if the weather is too hot, or it’s very storm or windy, or if there’s ice and too much snow it’s a bit of an inconvenience. And dragging heavy bags full of groceries is no fun either. I first moved into this house in 1998 with my parents. Then around 2011 I think my parents bought a different house and we all moved there. They never sold this house. Sometimes they rented it out and sometimes it remained empty. When I met my husband and we decided to move in together, we ended up moving into this house. That was in 2015. Now that my husband decided to move out, I’m on my own and I’m not sure I want to live here anymore.