This week we said good-bye to our old home. And it surprised me just how difficult it was. I knew it would be hard, but we're so thrilled to have our new home complete, and are enjoying it so much, I thought maybe I'd be able to say good-bye to our old home without too many tears.
I was wrong.
It wasn't a big beautiful house. It was old and outdated. But it was our first real home together as a family. It was ours. It was the only home the girls remember.
I kept telling myself that the memories we have don't leave with the house.
They remain with us.
But it was difficult nonetheless. Especially for a girl who gets easily attached.
But now?
Now we get to make new memories in our new house.
And it's sure to feel like a home soon.
And what do ya know. We can actually see what the front of it looks like. The mobile home was so close to the building site ~ up until now, we had to kind of guess ;)
