July 14, 2013

Moving On

Trea and I left our little house in the woods last week. We're still in the same area, but we moved to town, near restaurants and shopping and bike trails, to a neighborhood where I can finally walk out the front door and run on safe roads with sidewalks. We're in our dream house, where we never actually believed we would be. 

This is what we wanted, and yet, I'm nostalgic for our first house. 

Just after we moved in, 2007.

It's where Trea proposed before we even had a key to the front door. 

And after our wedding, it's where I hung the necklace I wore and where it stayed for 5 years, making me smile every time I saw it.


It's where we brought home baby Bella.





Where we made things beautiful.






Where we learned new things.




It's where we found ourselves.




We have so many memories in that house. It's the only place we've ever lived, so it feels like our entire history is there. 



We shed so many tears leaving this place, but I think we made the right decision. The new house holds lots of possibilities, and I'm so excited to go for a run in our new neighborhood as soon as I recover from all the unpacking. 

But a little piece of me will always miss our house in the woods. It was exactly what we needed when we needed it -- the perfect place for our beginning.


2 comments:

  1. You will make so many new memories in the new house that in time it will seem like you never lived anywhere else. Spike and I still reminisce about our first apartment together, but we would never go back and now that we are looking at buying a house, I know we'll feel the same way again, once we find it and move in. Congrats on the new, safer, dream house!

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