Tomorrow we will be moving out of our first married home and in to our next phase of life. I am obviously ready and excited, but part of me is feeling a bit sad to leave. From January 2013 to March 2017, we have been through so much and have created so many memories within these walls.
Leaving Our First Home
To some, it may just look like a tiny one bedroom apartment, but to me it is so much more. This was the first place we ever lived together where we learned how to live as a married couple. We’ve been through many jobs and hard times and have come out stronger in the end.
Within these walls I’ve cried over jobs, losing sleep, losing loved ones, being angry, and being sad. I’ve hosted family and friends around our little table cooking many things in our tiny kitchen. I’ve enjoyed long conversations at the table and enjoyed quiet relaxing moments where nothing more had to be said.I found out I was pregnant in this home, a moment I had been waiting for for a long time. I celebrated the tiny human with my husband through hugs and kisses and smiles.
As we embark on the next phase of life, I look forward to creating many new memories as a family of three in our new space. As I shut the door on our cozy little place, I’ll never forget the wonderful love and memories that were created in this special space the last 4 years.
Thank you, Amanda for allowing me to think out loud today!
Favorite childhood home memory? How many times have you moved?
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