Tomorrow is moving day... it's quiet here now and I can hardly believe we will be in our new house in just 24 hours. Quite an amazing time and I've seen the best and unfortunately the worst in human nature during the last few weeks. Thankfully, Christmas was mixed in to provide some clarity and bring us a welcome relief from the phone calls and paperwork...
So tonight I gave the babies their last bath here in this house... rocked Ryan to sleep here for the last time and had dessert in bed with Ashleigh, well, just because... it's hard not to get sentimental about all the memories we've made here. I haven't really gotten real teary-eyed yet although I'm sure that's because we've been moving at light speed. Tonight as I sat in the rocker with Ryan I looked down the hall and just thought about his room and when we painted it and decorated it... sigh. I know when I get Ashleigh ready for bed I will be a mess... quietly inside.
Our sister-in-law said something to us that was interesting... She said, "You guys moved up here and had babies and now you're moving back." Huh. Could it be that simple? Yes, it can. So many risks involved in our decision and yet again more risks... and we didn't know how it would work out but then it did...
As my husband works furiously into the night to paint our new home, I get a chance to catch my breath and remember how it all does work out and as cornball as this sounds dreams do come true. So thank you little house for helping us realize so much... you make my heart tender tonight.
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