I've been putting off this post. Mainly because I didn't really believe this day would ever come. Maybe partly because I didn't want to face the reality of it all. But I guess since our house is sitting empty and I'm sending this e-mail from my parents' house, where we're "camping out," reality has officially hit.
We have spread out all our "stuff" among a storage POD, my parents' basement, the realtor's house, and a neighbor, while we look for a new house. The plan was to have another house lined up, but the process is SLOW. So, though we have found several that we like, we haven't secured a deal on any of them. YET. We hope to make it a FOREVER home, so we want it to feel just right.
Saying goodbye to our home of ten years was tough. We watched our house be built from the ground up, and then watched the neighborhood be built as well. I have pictures (I'll try to attach them later if I cn ever find them.) of our lot before we built the house and the surrounding area is amazingly empty. There was practically NOTHING else around. Now there are thousands of homes, as well as shops, restaurants, etc.
The neighborhood felt like home the first time I drove out there for a baby shower for a friend. I immediately called Nate. "This is it!" I told him. "I found us a place to live." We've felt at home there ever since. We had neighbors that we could call on at any time of the day or night for any favor. They called us when our garage door was left open. They took in our kids when we had errands to run. We knocked on their doors for cooking ingredients we'd run out of. We invited them over for dinner, to watch movies, and to play games. They became our closest friends. The ones who really know you inside and out, but choose to like you anyway.
I drove down the street at about 5 miles an hour yesterday, watching the rear view mirror, wondering what in the world we we'd done leaving it all behind. The tears finally ran once I drove into my parents' garage and I saw all of our boxes piled up. I've cried several times since then and will probably continue to cry until we have a new house to look forward to. Life continues, but it will not be the same.