Today, we were talking to a neighbor and he said that intended to stay in his present house until his death...however far in the future that may occur. I found solace in his statement. It is something that has bothered me as I don't feel like where we are at is where I want to grow old. I would so love to find that place and give it my all until my final breath but this is not it. Have you thought about this? Is it near family, familiarity or someplace that has always stirred your heart? I suppose it depends on our age and "station" in life. I will stew over it this winter and then come spring, I want to find that place, accept and stay put, grow old and watch my gardens grow. Thoughts??