Many changes are opening up for our little family. We will be moving shortly...a monumental event in itself. So now I am faced with packing up all my memories in our little house. You know, the house we brought both our babies home from the hospital to; the house we have entertained in, laughed in, loved in, cried in...lived in. Never easy.
And where might we be staking out our next home? In Bug's grandparents home. A house that already holds memories for us. We are excited, but hesitant. Because it also means big changes for Grandma and Grandpa. They soon will be making a nursing home "theirs." We love them so much, and its hard to see them have to say goodbye to their home of 50 years.
Today I am taking all the pictures off the walls. Something I've been procrastinating. The realities of moving are starting to hit.
Recently, there was a horrific tragedy in our ward family. I am not going into many details here, but its been hard. Hard to watch a young family deal with such a terrible tragedy. Hard to be reminded of the fragility of life. Hard to not know how to comfort, or what to say, or what to do.
But being on the edge already, suffice it to say: its been a rough week.
I promise I'll do one of those upbeat "goodbye this house, hello new" with the pictures everyone's been requesting.
But for today, I'm focusing on recharging.