Yesterday we officially moved out of our house. (Insert ugly cry face here – I legit sobbed as we drove away.) I’m much more emotional about this move than I thought I would be. We knew this day was coming. Heck, we requested it! But, now that the day has come I am so very sad to leave this beautiful home of ours.
This house is the first home James and I ever bought. It’s the house we brought Charlie home to. It’s the house we’ve been lucky enough to call home for almost four years and create memories in that we’ll cherish forever.
This home is filled with the memories of us navigating our first assignment after pilot training. It’s filled with the difficult memories of missing James when he had to be away and the joyful memories of him coming home.
This home is filled with the memories of the night I found I was pregnant and the overwhelming sense of happiness that brought. The memories of telling our families that we were expecting and the tears of joy we all shared.
This home is filled with memories of us meeting neighbors who became so much more. They became friends. Friends who helped me mow the lawn when James was gone and made me essential oil mixes for every possible ailment. Friends who watched Charlie when I needed help and who were always ready to go for a walk when I needed to get out of the house. This house is filled with memories of living in an amazing community. Memories of a sweaty, stinky Charlie after fun afternoons at the playground. Memories of story times and playgroups and trips to the pool.
More than anything, though, this home is filled with the memories of the first two years of Charlie’s life. This home saw James and I become parents. It saw Charlie grow from a tiny newborn into a rambunctious toddler. This home saw me at my highest motherhood highs, as well as the lowest lows.
This home is filled with the memories of Charlie learning to crawl, then walk, then run. It is filled with the memories of him uttering his first words and giving us his first smiles. The memories of me rocking him to sleep at night.
This house, our home, will forever have a place in my heart. I am so grateful for the wonderful memories we created here. I am so grateful for the people we met while living here. And I am so grateful that this was the home we got to do life in over the last four years.
It’s very easy to be sad about leaving this house. But, it’s equally easy to be excited about our next house. Now I know just how wonderful it will be to start filling our next house with memories and make it our home.