Tomorrow morning, movers will show up to the place that Paul and I have called home for almost 8 years. They will load each piece of furniture and each box until there is nothing left except empty walls and floors. Fitting since this is the same way we moved in :)
This was not just our home. This was our first big investment, our commitment to stay in Austin and the place we hoped we would start a family in. We bought and sold cars, left and started new jobs all in the walls of this house. It was the place that most parties were hosted (and I am proud to say the police were only called once) Freddie, our first child, is buried under his favorite palm tree in the backyard. We brought Lilly home to this house. It is where she dyed her first Easter eggs, said her first word and took her first steps. This house was also the place that we hosted her first birthday party. Under all the oaks that shaded us from the blazing summers. If not for kids, we probably would have stayed here forever (ok maybe not).
We will leave good neighbors, friends and memories here for the next person. And I hope that he enjoys this house even more than we have. I hope that he loves this house more than we have.
We will move to a new place, new neighbors and unfamiliar surroundings. Right now it is just a house. But soon, I hope that it will become our home. We will bring a new life into this home and we will make even more memories here. Our daughters will go to school in this community. They will make their lifelong girlfriends here. They will meet their first boyfriends and have their hearts broken, drive for the first time and leave to go to college from this house (or so we think we will be there that long). And one day we will leave it too.
I have mixed emotions regarding this move. I know I will grow to love our new home but for now, I say goodbye to an old friend. You have been a good one!
