Gosh Y'all...I'm sad. This is the last post I'll make from this house. The house I have called home for the last six years. Seriously. I have tears in my eyes as I type these words.
This is the house that I bravely decided to start my own business from.
This is the house where our obnoxious (but what would we do without) weimie fell ill and we thought we would surely lose her. She was resilient and decided to stay with us and give our back yard some havoc.
This is the house we put a pool in and spent countless Saturdays before kids listening to Margarita-ville and floating in the sun.
This is the house that I made some of the best friends of my life in. Even though I know I will still see them all, its hard to know that they are not just down the street anymore.
This is the house where we wept when Matt lost his Grandpa Smith and I lost my Grandmother.
This is the house we brought Ryder home from the hospital to. This is the house Ryder learned to crawl, walk and talk in.
This is the house we grew stronger in when we thought something was very wrong with Rustin, while I was pregnant with him. This is the house we brought our perfectly o.k. Rustin home from the hospital to.
Its hard to explain, but this house has been my safe haven. I feel relieved when I walk through that garage door. I'm home and anything bad that was going on outside of these walls goes away.
This is the house that protected us as we became the family of four we are today.
We love this house. To Ryder, it will always be Mommy's house. Rustin will never know the love this house brought us.