At almost exactly this time one year ago, we had "officially" begun our house search. We were looking at several houses with a realtor and thinking we would be moving this summer. How wrong we were! This house wasn't even on our list, but it fit our needs so well in our price range...and got us here by the start of last school year (although barely!). We made many phone calls to family members, especially those here in town, and Mom and the Grandmas made arrangements to come down and see it the next day. I regret that Dad never got to see it here, but I know that he knew we really liked it here. I remember trying to sleep that night, and getting up to go downstairs because I was crying so hard and didn't want to wake Andrew. I knew it was going to be a good move, but I was so very sad about what I knew I would be leaving behind.
And I was right in that regard. I loved the subbing job I had there, and we had amazing friends. We are learning that we aren't sure that we are going to be able to replicate the friendships here. It is something we have come to accept. It's still been a great move. I am so grateful for this house which is so much more functional than our old one, and I especially love having a lot that is .55 acres...the kids are having a blast, and honestly, so do we!
In the meantime, it's been a hell of a year. Even then, I can see the blessings in this move. With Mom being sick now and needing so much help, I can't imagine how we could've managed to move this summer. Our house sold fairly quickly, and we got almost our entire asking amount (even though it was significantly less than what we had paid thanks to the housing market). I can't imagine having worried about Andrew on the roads this past winter, and it made Robert's activities here so much more manageable...and gave Catherine and Thomas additional opportunities as well.
Realizing that this journey began exactly one year ago really points to how much life can change in a year!
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