This weekend we moved into our 'new apartment' as we've been calling it to Easton. Original I know. Try not to copy. New home just didn't seem fitting, since it would be temporary. So apartment it is.
It was so bittersweet to leave the place we've called home for so long. Friday night was a late night packing up the last of our things and fixing some last minute plumbing items from the inspection list. Saturday morning we had some great friends and family help us load up the truck.
It all went a litle too fast. I'm thankful that they had it loaded up so fast, but then again, I kinda wanted to soak in my little house one last day.
Before I knew it I was standing in the middle of my empty living room. I stood there looking with tears in my eyes. The hardwood we laid board by board. The light fixtures we hung when we re-did our kitchen. The cabinets we worked so hard on when Easton was a new baby. The tile floor that was laid one late Friday night. So much work was put into this house.
It's hard for me not to mourn the moving on from this house. It holds so many wonderful memories. Our first home. There will never be a place sweeter than that little house.
Yesterday we went back to the house to get the last few things. I cleaned from top to bottom, Lance mowed the yard and Kirby got some last sunshine on the deck and by the back door. It's officially ready for it's new owner. I hope she'll love it as much as we did (do).
It's odd how you put comfort into a 'place'. Growing up we lived in 3 houses. The first one I don't remember, but the last 2 I remember very well. Each have different memories for me. I remember making the move from my childhood home to my high school home. The feeling of homesick was so overwhelming. Yes, I had my stuff, my new room, my mom and dad, but it wasn't home.
It became home. Eventually. But it did take time.
That's the same feeling I have today. I know home is where my boys are, and little Kirby, and our stuff, but at the same time, this apartment just doesn't feel like home. I feel a bit homesick today for my little house.
This too shall pass, but for now, I miss it.
Fingers crossed for the final inspection this afternoon! Closing either tomorrow or Thursday, then it's really not ours.
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it does take time to make a new place feel like home. praying it happens quickly for you.
ReplyDeleteHow sweet honey. Brings a tear cause i remember yours on Saturday! Yall will be fine in time i promise! Enjoy a summer of low maintance living just a lil bit. And you'll make lots of new friends when your neighbors smell that home cooking and baking! Love you!!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd now I'm sitting here with tears in my eyes because I know this feeling so well.
ReplyDeleteNo worries my friend, we're already making new, sweet memories here ;)
Your little house will always be special! And this apartment won't be, but enjoy it anyway! I know you'll enjoy that awesome pool this HOT summer! And then, moving to your new house will just be that much sweeter.
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