
Now, it's never been easy for me to say goodbye. I certainly moved a lot during my youth, and I loved the adventure of it all. But it is never easy to say goodbye to a person, place, or thing that we love.
I've found in life that the places and things that I have come to love I love because of the memories that have been made there. It's hard for me to truly love something unless it has special events, people, memories etc. attached to it. I loved my silky blanket as a child because of the comfort and security that I felt when I held it. I loved the different towns and houses that I lived in because my family was always there with me. I loved the different places that I've traveled to - Vancouver, San Francisco, Boston, Charleston, Grenada, Jamaica, Italy, Denmark, New York, Washington D.C., Spain - because the memories made there emblazoned themselves on my mind and dug into my heart.
In the Fall of 2007 I started falling in love. That love led to an engagement, that engagement led to a marriage, that marriage led to a new life with another person... a wonderful person that I cannot imagine life without! That new life led to a new place to live... a sweet little house on a quiet little street that looks like a cottage from a Kinkade painting. That small house became a home because of the person that I have gotten to share it with for almost two years now.
That sweet house is now being given away to someone else because our expanding family needs a little more room. We put the house on the market in November before we even knew about the sweet addition that we would be looking forward to... and in July - two weeks before we were going to take it off of the market - we received an offer. This offer came with the contingency that we be out of the house by August 2nd. A pretty quick turn around... a little overwhelming.
Now, it's July 29th... we're packing, storing, preparing. We have three days to be out of our house, and I can't help but feel a little sad. I am thankful that the Lord's ways are perfect, and that He has ordained that we sell our house and embark on a new adventure. But as a human being, I'll just miss the sweet little house where Will and I began our life together.
I am thankful, however, that a house is not a home. Home is the place where my family resides. That may range from a shack to a mansion, but the type of covering does not matter as long as the ones that I love are near me. I pray that as we consider our new place of residence, we always remember the words of Psalm 127:1: "Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain."
So.... farewell sweet house! Thanks for being the place that where we began together. Now - with the Lord's help - on to new adventures and memories together!
I've been where you are... and it's hard to say goodbye. But the Lord knows the plans he has for you... plans to prosper you, to give you hope and a future. Praying you experience His peace today and everyday. I can't help but notice your Lilypie and that you're more than halfway through your pregnancy - YAY! Blessings! : ) Melissa
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