Saying Goodbye
As many of you know, we will be moving tomorrow and hope to have our house on the market in a few weeks.
Spending our last week here has been a mixed bag of emotions: from a heavy heart to anxious excitement, I've processed it all. This house was never intended to be our "forever home" but it's been a special one.
It's where we became husband and wife, where we found out we were pregnant (waking Kevin up before dawn, both times, full of excitement), and where we brought our babies home. We've thrown some great parties, celebrated happy milestones, laughed, cried, labored, and loved.
It's where life happened for three and a half years, and a most special three and a half years they have been.
As I say goodbye to this special place, I reflect on some of my favorite memories:
The parties! Abigail's gender reveal, her first and second birthday, Baptism celebrations, and booze-soaked Christmas parties.
Our neighbors Gwyen and Albert. Whether it was Albert's "rig" driving into our house just days before our initial purchase, a quick (and always super random) tool needed for a house project, or Gwyen coming to see the babies and showering them with gifts, we will miss our crazy pot-smoking, shed-loving neighbors (and their friends).
Our favorite restaurants: Tequila Taqueria, Gorditos, Kalbi Express, Mr. Gyros (my boyfriend!), Monkey Bridge, The Yard, Chuck's Hop Shop, Four Spoons... I could go on forever. How are we going to live without them?!
Countless house projects (a few of my favorites here, here, here, and here) Kevin still thinks we should have kept that tree ;)
Our wonderful, walkable neighborhood and the Greenwood Seafair Parade.
And of course, all those wonderful baby moments: Abigail rolling over, crawling, and taking her first steps. Laboring with George, watching him roll over, and cheering together as a family as he sat up for the first time.
They all happened here.
So thank you, 350, for being so good to us. You may not have been perfect, and you may have driven us crazy at times, but we loved you fiercely and will miss you greatly.
Goodbye, old friend.
Spending our last week here has been a mixed bag of emotions: from a heavy heart to anxious excitement, I've processed it all. This house was never intended to be our "forever home" but it's been a special one.
It's where we became husband and wife, where we found out we were pregnant (waking Kevin up before dawn, both times, full of excitement), and where we brought our babies home. We've thrown some great parties, celebrated happy milestones, laughed, cried, labored, and loved.
It's where life happened for three and a half years, and a most special three and a half years they have been.
As I say goodbye to this special place, I reflect on some of my favorite memories:
The parties! Abigail's gender reveal, her first and second birthday, Baptism celebrations, and booze-soaked Christmas parties.
Our neighbors Gwyen and Albert. Whether it was Albert's "rig" driving into our house just days before our initial purchase, a quick (and always super random) tool needed for a house project, or Gwyen coming to see the babies and showering them with gifts, we will miss our crazy pot-smoking, shed-loving neighbors (and their friends).
Our favorite restaurants: Tequila Taqueria, Gorditos, Kalbi Express, Mr. Gyros (my boyfriend!), Monkey Bridge, The Yard, Chuck's Hop Shop, Four Spoons... I could go on forever. How are we going to live without them?!
Countless house projects (a few of my favorites here, here, here, and here) Kevin still thinks we should have kept that tree ;)
Our wonderful, walkable neighborhood and the Greenwood Seafair Parade.
And of course, all those wonderful baby moments: Abigail rolling over, crawling, and taking her first steps. Laboring with George, watching him roll over, and cheering together as a family as he sat up for the first time.
They all happened here.
So thank you, 350, for being so good to us. You may not have been perfect, and you may have driven us crazy at times, but we loved you fiercely and will miss you greatly.
Goodbye, old friend.
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