Today we went back to St. David and cleaned up our old house, to get it ready to sell. *fingers crossed*
As I was cleaning, I felt sure that we made the right choice in moving. Our house was old and needed work and was probably a little too big for our family (I want to clean as little an area as possible). Not to mention all the benefits of changing towns and jobs.
But I was still sad when we left.
I kept thinking about how my children were little there, and I imagined that there will always be these little spirit versions of them running through that house.
Vanessa said her first words in that house. Heck, she smiled her first smile, laughed her first laugh, and walked her first step in that house!
Carter told story upon story with his trains and cars.They had birthday parties there. Daniel and Carter pushed the two couches together and slept in their “pirate ship.” They camped in the backyard. We ate hundreds of meals there.
That house was a blessing to us. It was good to us. We are so grateful to have had it. We hope that someone will want it, and that it will be just what they need.