The first week of March wasn't only the only first that week it was also my first time I moved. Just to make the move more intense we made the move to a completely new state to boot!
I spent the first part of the week packing and preparing to say goodbye to the home I grew up in since I was 4. I am one of those people that I know I will miss something, but I am totally up for an adventure and it hits me later that I am missing that pat of my life that is now gone, then the sad bitter sweet remembrance hits! So many amazing memories and moments happened in our home. Many ' we are expecting' announcements, marriage + engagement announcements and even a proposal happened in our home. I remember running and blazing through the brush with my siblings, late summer nights on the trampoline, long walks, listening to the peepers, yearly all day applesauce making, the thrill of the first snow fall every year and waking up early Christmas morning.
The years of my childhood and teens years in this home were filled with tears and moments of joy and tears of pain. But those were/are moments that create and shape us into who we are along with being what life is about. What you do with the joy, pain, excitement, fear is what makes us who we are and I am so blessed to have done them where and with who I did.
The fact that I left my childhood home and childhood friends makes my appreciation for photography and the reason why I love photography heighten. Photographs tell stories it captures moments, it freezes time to look back on.
Before we left I realize as the date was really close I grabbed a few shots of randomness as I wandered about my home filled with memories. I had been working on capturing a lot of video footage (which Lord willing I will be posting once finished) and realized I hadn't taken
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This bell holds so many memories its been there for over 16 yrs and was my great grandmother. I was so happy to have been able to take it with us.
Despite the freezing temperatures,our house with an amazing team of workers got everything packed up and moved out in 4 days! I naturally miss my small town, my country roads and of course family and friends, but God has placed me here, with new surroundings, new people and new opportunity to be a blessing to my siblings and parents as we make a rough transition and a new start.
Have any of you moved before?
What's one thing you thing you would probably miss the most if you had to move your current home?
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