Moving On and Moving Up
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As I mentioned I made a big move over the last month.
My house was sold and we were forced to find a new place to live. I knew it would be a big change. Not only did we need a new house but a smaller house. A house closer to school. A house in the city.
It wasn’t the move that was hard. It wasn’t the adjusting to the new place. It wasn’t finding Aiden a new daycare. The hardest part was what I left behind.
This was the house I grew up in. The house I sat pregnant wondering where I was headed. The house I brought Aiden home from the hospital too. This was the house we knew. This was our home.
We are all moved now. Our new apartment is small but cozy. We ridded ourselves of all of the stuff we had collected for years. We have a new start. A fresh place. A new outlook on life. Things are looking good.
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This sounds so refreshing for me. I know it must have been hard, but I have a feeling a lot of the stuff I’ve accumulated over the years and am hanging on to is really weighing me down.
I am sure your new place will feel like “home” soon because you and Aiden are in it.
Love,
Steph
that was a big move but it sounds like you are doing just fine in your new adventure.
I hear ya. That is tough. I had to watch them tear down my old family home a few years ago and build a new house on top of it. It was emotional especially since both my parents had passed, but it was time and I think they would have understood. Now we’re so happy in our new house and that’s what they would have wanted.
It is so tough. I think we all come to places where we have to let go and start again.
Aiden loved the move. Do you KNOW how many toys he forgot he had. :)
It was so freeing to let go of the stuff. Living smaller feels better. Thank you so much for the kind words!