Sometimes I just want to avoid the unavoidable. If i don’t acknowledge it, it doesn’t exist, right? Well, no. It doesn’t work that way, and it’s time to face the music and let you know about some changes going on.
I’m having a hard time with the fact that we’re moving in a couple of weeks to Colorado. We always knew our time here was limited, but in the past year and a half I’ve felt so at home that I don’t want to leave. And although I know we’ll love Colorado, I’m still resisting. I grew up in Idaho, and coming back felt so peaceful and happy. I have been near my mom–the most wonderful woman I’ve ever met and my best friend. I’ve realized more than ever how much I love my family and long to be near them.
During this time Mabey Manor transformed from a dark, dreary house into a beautiful and fresh home. I’ve had so many people come in and tell me how much they love the house–even when they have no idea how far it’s come. And when I look around I see myself in the feel and look of every room. I see the hours and days of work my dear husband put in to transform it into something so beautiful. I feel like I know this house inside and out–literally. In renovating it we’ve seen clues to old layouts, vintage wallpaper, notes to the builders, and even hidden doors into a crawl space in the upstairs walls. And all of it has made me more emotionally attached than I realized.
I see the memories that we’ve made here. Our girls have had birthdays and Christmases. They started preschool here. We lucked out and have the best neighbors ever. I can’t even tell you how blessed we have been to have those friendships.
We brought Maya home here and went through the whole ordeal of preeclampsia and her unexpected but amazing birth and NICU experience.
I was more dependent upon the people around me than I’ve ever had to be before, and it was humbling. But a beautiful thing happens when you’re among such good people–they come to your rescue and they become your friends. Deeply cherished friends that are hard to leave behind.
In a few days I’ll begin to pack up our belongings and prepare to pass our home onto the new owners. But I get to take those memories and friendships with me, even if I won’t have the physical reminder.
So if I’m a little silent over the next few weeks, you’ll know why. I’m moving on to create a new home. I’m moving on to find new friendships, experiences, and memories. I’ll add another circle to our places we call home and watch my children start new adventures in a new place. And I’ll be here with you when the physical move is over.