Moving is fun, an adventure. But its also somewhat sad. Only in the sense that we are closing a chapter and beginning a new one. When I was young, my family moved 7 times in 7 years before I turned 7. (wow, lots of 7's - never considered that before). And I don't remember much about those homes. I think about my daughter now (she's turning 2 in a week) and I wonder how she's going to react being in a new place, never having known any other place as home. But then I remember that to her, we are her home. It's her father and I that constitute 'home' for her. And if nothing else, as she lives through this process, that message will be reinforced. Change is inevitable. Transition is a great part of life. So I am focused on the adventurous part of this journey.
And my husband and I are dusting off our design hats and going to work on new furniture layouts as well as refurbishing older pieces of furniture that we will finally get to showcase. Stay tuned. This is going to be fun!
PS...our new home is on the lake...seriously, does it get any better? #weareblessed