But as I'm camping out on a mattress, listening to Jameson's low-lying teething moans from the bedroom across the hall, I'm a little sad to end such a sweet chapter in our family's life.
When we moved to this house six years ago, we had a brand new 2-month old baby Caroline.
This house is all she's ever known.
Honestly, I thought she'd grow old here.
There was a sea of boxes and chaos as we labored to make this our home.
To think, tomorrow we'll be seeing this scene in another home.
Thankfully, it's not a completely unfamiliar state and town like it was back then. (though in some ways, it is going to feel like it!)
As I reflect back upon our move to this place, I'm also saddened to see how time has marched relentlessly on. Nanny and Papa were here to help us settle in, and to love on our little baby girl while we unpacked. This time, Nanny's here to help as Papa stays back, suffering with dementia, unable to travel.
We are not the same people we were then. We've grown and changed.
And so has our family.
The memories can't help but flood over me.
Moving is so bittersweet.
Farewell, dear Arrowhead Drive.
Here's to the beginning of a new chapter...