Saying goodbye

It really was so sad the last night we spent in our first house. Rob had not felt sad at all until it was empty (except for the dog in his kennel and us with our plastic glasses of wine). We looked back over all we had done to make this little brown box our very own home. It didn't even look like the same house as when we moved in. We sat down with our plastic cups of wine and did a toast in honor of change. Leaving a bitter sweet chapter and starting a new adventure. We still have all the memories of making grilled ham and cheese sandwiches when Rob would get home from the restaurant at 10pm. Isabella was a little over a year and would wake up to see Daddy. Simpler times! Memories of finding out I was pregnant with Penelope the day we closed on the house and eventually bringing her home from the hospital! Rob joining the army....our late nights on the phone while he was in Korea. Those are very few of the memories good and bad. It was good to look at each other and know we understood what the other was feeling and we would both always have those memories together. Besides, we all need new adventures in our lives and we are ready!!