That lonely feeling that always comes as you take apart your life and put it away into boxes, preparing to say farewell to a familiar place and hello to a stranger. Of course, that stranger (aka our new house) is just 15 minutes down the road, but still.
Will the new house smell weird, make weird sounds, have weird neighbors? I don't know the new house yet. Once again, I'm going to confuse my children and have them wonder, "Where is home?"
I hope it is the right decision for us; the right house. Only time will tell. At least it will get a happy start with Maddox's 3rd birthday party, which is set to go down in about 4 weeks. It will take time to turn that house into a home, and I will miss many things about this place I'm leaving behind, but I have faith that we'll find happy times there.
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