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The end of the move and feeling sentimental...

As the hours left with the old house count down, I can't help but feel sad.  My husband said he will blog about the old house tonight as well.  We took the kids there tonight so that Ben could say goodbye to it.  It was not his first house, but definitely the first one he remembers.  We walked all through it and he said goodbye to every room.  I feel like we are closing a big chapter of our lives and opening another one with this move.




















So much happened in that house for us  I can't speak for anyone else, but that house will always hold a bittersweet place in my heart.  That is the first place we lived after Dad died.  It's the first house with no memories of him inside, since we moved in only about two months after his death.  A lot of healing was done and a lot of tears were shed there.

Ben celebrated, not one but two birthdays in that house.  This was the place where Ben took his first steps and said his first word.  It's the home we brought Sydney to when she came home from the hospital.  We had many family and friend shindigs there for holidays, birthdays, and sometimes just because.

It's sad to be leaving, even though it really is what's best for us as a family.  Our new house is great also.  Better for us really, but it doesn't house the old memories the old one does.  I guess we'll just have to make new memories.  I would like for the place we live now, to be the last place we live before we buy our own home and I believe it's something we can definitely work towards.  Hopefully then, we can find a place to raise our children and grow old together in.

Alright, now that I've gotten the tear factory going, I think I'm going to shower and hopefully get to bed fairly soon.

Goodnight.

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