Just had to come inside for a tapestry needle (finishing off knitting a baby hat), and the computer sucked me in. One of my goals for this summer is to blog more regularly, and since today is the first day, I better give it a shot.
One month from today, we will be sitting in our new house, having officially handed over the keys to this place by 8:00 pm. We will have done our final vacuuming, counter wipe-down, and walk-through. It will officially not be our house anymore.
I'm such a pansy that even the thought makes me tear up.
I love this house.
This was the first place that Dan and I ever felt truly at home in. The first place where we felt settled. It's where we brought our babies home, and where we spent endless hours drying tears, sharing smiles, and cuddling to our hearts' content. The only home Max and Luke have ever known.
It's going to be hard to leave.
This month will be full of trying to squeeze the best out of every last moment here. Picnics on the lawn we put in three years ago. Eating the peas that are almost ready. Visiting with neighbors we've come to adore. And tonight? Sitting n the deck next to my Joseph's Coat rosebush enjoying the last of the day's sun.
'Night, all.
1 year ago
2 comments:
I can close my eyes and picture myself in every house I ever lived in. You will always have your precious memories!
your heart is absolutely in the right place--- savoring and feeling and thanking.... What a bittersweet phase!
Loved your mom's comment.
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