This morning marked the last time I’ll wake up in a house that we’ve called home for 29 years. In May 1986, with a toddler and two dogs, we moved to a house that’s witnessed the growth of our family.
We celebrated life’s milestones…birthdays, holidays, graduations and a wedding. The fireplace and oak tree have been the backdrop for too many photos to count.
But last night we slept on a mattress on the floor reminiscent of our life before this house became our home. The bed dismantled and the drawers removed from the dresser ready for the next stop in life’s adventure.