I’m having a little trouble keeping up around here. It is t-minus 9 days now until the move to our new house and I’m completely preoccupied with moving. In moments when I get a chance to sit and reflect, I am amazed by how much my life has changed since we moved into this little house 7 years ago. I hardly recognize the person I was back then.
My journey through motherhood in the house, the days and month it has endured my business and pink Pure Romance messes, the endless religious and political discussions my husband and I engaged in this tiny kitchen — I’m grateful for all of it. I am grateful for the humility that parenting to little boys has brought me. I am grateful for the people I have met through my business that have expanded my mind, taught more about love and grace. I am made better for all of it.
It will hard to say goodbye to the four walls that all this change happened in, but I am ready for it and in the words of the Eleventh Doctor, “I’ll not forget one line of this. Not one day, I swear. I will always remember…”