We're moving this weekend. Our house sold very quickly and the buyers needed to close by the end of this month, so that happened yesterday. Although contractually we don't have to be out till June 7 we are trying to get the place cleared out over the long weekend.

Moving is as always overwhelming. I thought I was doing well, sorting as we decluttered pre-sale, organizing things, discarding and carefully curating and now of course it's devolved into tossing things into boxes, taping them up and shouting GO to my husband when the truck is full LOL. The kitchen alone, oh my goodness there must be a thousand items in there!

And of course now I"m feeling the feels. I'm here alone most of the time since my husband is already based at our new place. The past couple of nights, and especially last night, it was almost like a movie montage playing in my head; I remember when we found this place, I remember my children growing up here-my son was 6 months old and my daughter wasn't even conceived; she came home from the hospital to this house and lived here 25 years. I remember hurricanes and holiday gatherings and school night dinners and homework and all the ordinary moments that make a family's life together. To steer back to our nominal forum purpose, I've literally touched every inch of this house. The paint, the decor, the remodeled kitchen and bathrooms. The crown molding I made my teenage son install when he wouldn't get a summer job ;), the wood floors that were installed over a period of 20 years as we could afford it, all of it just what I wanted and full of my furniture and pictures and knick knacks.

Fortunately we are moving to a place I love too, and a life I hope will bring us many years of memories and security inside our new home. The buyers of this house are lovely people who actually live in the neighborhood already and they say this is the wife's dream home that she has admired for the 30 years THEY'VE lived in their place. So not only do we know it's in good hands they keep insisting we have to come by whenever we may be in the neighborhood.

So it's time and it will all be good. It's still hard to say goodbye and I will always think with love of this house and those times in it.