So, we moved this weekend.
And it was hard.
We moved from a house with a lot of firsts.
We moved from the first house that Scott and I bought together right before we got married.
We moved from the house that we lived in for 5 ½ years.
We moved from the house that we brought our 1st baby home to.
We moved from the house that we built a fence for Abby as our first home improvement project.
It was hard to move because we loved the house. It had great kitchen with a beautiful island. Scott spent hours and days working on the landscaping and yard and we loved to look out of our back windows at our beautiful back yard. We will miss that view. I will also miss the fireplace in the living room. And I will miss Luke’s room. And our huge basement with lots of room for the treadmill.
But, even though moving was super hard and I did shed a few tears driving away from the house, it’s not our home anymore. We are moving on to better things. A bigger house that will meet the needs of our family. A new room for Luke. An even bigger island in the kitchen. The perfect shower in the master bathroom. A mud room that will be just perfect with storage, laundry and a bathroom. And we will get to pick everything out together. And make it ours.
Our new home.
The transition to the townhome is tough. Packing up everything and trying to figure out what we don’t need and can live without for 3 months. One half of our garage in the townhome is just boxes. But, it will be worth it.
And it is so relieving that Luke is transitioning so well. This would be so much harder if he was having a hard time. But as long as he has his books and the Abby puppy is close by. .. he is good.
And I am learning from him. A house is just a house. It’s the people who are in it that make it a home. And as long as we are all together, we are home.
More to come as we continue building our new home! They have started
framing the basement and it is so exciting to see the progress.
Who makes your house a home?