Last post I shared with you some details on why we decided to sell our house. Something I didn’t touch on was how fast everything happened. I know this is unusual, and we weren’t expecting it ourselves, but we got an offer after only 1 day on the market.
We had to pack and move so fast.
We had a little goodbye party for our beloved Green Meadow Manor at the end of moving day. The opposite of a house warming party? A house cooling party? That just sounds so heartless. Sparklers and bonfires were involved. There is no other way to say a proper goodbye is there?
I decided that a real live moving house tour was finally in order. I collaborated with The Von Trapp Family Singers for this one. Enjoy the next 2 mins and 44 seconds of your life, and sing along if you must. (I’ll even wave to you at 0:46 if you do. And you’ll probably see a sleeping baby at 0:55 if you don’t blink!)
If you haven’t caught on by now, I am overly sentimental, especially to the close of a chapter. I let myself feel every emotion. Aaron and I decided on the day we were locking the door for the final time, we would sit in each room and say our favorite memories and projects we did in that space. It was actually really fun to remember all the changes and events that took place. We started in the basement, and worked our way upstairs.
We laughed about Karl’s “chastity bed” in this room…
We recalled how this was our very first DIY project and also our very last DIY project in our house.
I sat in the widow seat and took this picture and thought about every single party and shower that took place here. Also about how I laid most of this flooring while 5 months pregnant.
Together we decided that we’re never go a month without a kitchen sink again.
The place where I sat on the floor holding several positive pregnancy tests in shock, horrified and scared out of my mind to walk into the kitchen and tell Aaron that we were actually going to have a baby.
Our humble sanctuary.
But I lost it when we got to the nursery. I knew I would. I cried when I was packing up everything from Evelyn’s room. I cried taking things off the wall. This is a room I thought I would never get to make, but against all odds, I DID! Out of everything in our house, I put the most love and thought into this room. Everything, down to the color selection was symbolic. (Purple & gold for royalty, fit for the daughter of a King.)
As much as looking at these pictures hurts my heart, I know that it’s just a room. I still have my real treasure with me 🙂 And she really is such a treasure, that Evelyn Faye.
This house was more than just a house. We didn’t know that when we moved in.
We bought our house at a time when I didn’t feel like I had a place in the world. This house gave me something to blog about. And this blog has given me real life friendships that I cherish more than I have words to describe. It gave me confidence and allowed me to grow creatively.
All the tears I cried were happy ones. I feel so much gratitude because I know this house was a blessing in so many ways.
I’m excited thinking about all the new memories and projects and life that will be lived in our new house!