I've known all along that when the last day gets here (or the days leading up to it) I'll have feelings of sadness. This home is special for so many reasons. We had rented before and this was the first home for us to buy. We found a subdivision with lots for sale and saw this house being built from the ground up. We got to pick the colors for the brick and carpet, the light fixtures, and counter top. Once it was under construction we would drive over in the evenings after work to see the progress that had been made each day. I remember when the walls were up and then how excited I was when they started adding the brick and then the cabinets. This is the home we've lived in for nearly 7 years (October would be 7 years). This is where we brought home our baby boy from the hospital and where he has had all his firsts up to this point. We are the only people who have lived here so I know it has only been our pictures hanging on the walls and our clothes filling the closets.
As I'm thinking of this week, I am thinking of the memories we have made...Caleb's birthday parties, having a little toddler stand at the window ledge hollering , "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy" while watching Daddy mow the front yard, planting trees and flowers, having a fence put up in the backyard so Caleb could go out to play, going on walks, visiting with neighbors. The list goes on and on.
I'm also thinking of the "lasts" we will have here and the things I will miss.... like the last time we'll eat supper together or the last time we'll put Caleb to bed in the only bedroom he's ever known or the last time I'll hang clothes out on the line (but my Dad made them so they can come out of the ground and go with us so I'll have them at the next house).
We are thankful for this home and the memories we have here. As I look at the lasts here, my husband reminded me that with the "lasts" here will come "firsts" at a new place. I'm thankful for God providing us a place nearby that can be our temporary stopping point until we know where we are going next.
Have a day of blessings!
3 comments:
Nothing like lugging boxes around when it's almost 100 degrees!
Glad things are going well. Looking forward to hearing about the next step God has for you.
Praying for you sweetie.
Moving definitely comes with mixed emotions! We built our house and moved in when Joshua was 11 months old. We moved when he was just shy of turning 16. I refused to leave without his door ledge where we had marked all of his growth markings!!! We took it down and brought it with us!!! And now it's back in his old room. There was no way for me to know we would come back to that home...and that piece of his life will go with me wherever I go...just like those plants. I look forward to hearing what God has in store for you! God bless you, sweet friend.
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