Just over a year ago I wrote this goodbye to our sweet #38. Though I was excited to start our new life and make new memories, the thought of leaving behind where we began our family was breaking my heart just a little.
I sit here, a year later, sitting on my couch in my not so new home, listening to the breeze blow outside my big windows that offer the most beautiful view of the sunset, and I am unbelievably happy with the decision that we made.
It took me exactly five minutes to feel perfectly at home in my new house. My kids started running around enthusiastically staking out their rooms and very excited that we had two bathrooms upstairs now!
It took me another five minutes to fall madly in love with my new home. The breeze that blows through the entire house. The sun that shines through the huge windows running along the entire back wall, the sound of the birds in the trees outside.
The kids started poking around almost immediately and now a year later my doorbell rings constantly, when it’s working, and the flow of kids through the house is non stop.
My daughter and her friends skip in the driveway and exchange dress up clothes in between bike rides. On more than one occasion, I have walked out to find a gaggle of shirtless boys walking down the street carrying Nerf guns and eating popsicles.
I love it!
I love that my kids can run outside after school to play. I love that there are always tons of kids running the street.
I love that I can drive anywhere in this city in under 20 minutes and that I don’t have to wait in line for 20 minutes at the grocery store.
I love that we can have ice cream by the river and go canoeing in the lake.
I love that we can eat in cute little diners and check out family run businesses.
Me and change? Well, we never mix well and over a year ago I was terrified about moving. I was terribly sad to leave the home where I became a wife and mother; the house I brought my children home to. I silently wondered to myself if we were making the right decision.
A year later we have already created so many memories in our new home. We said goodbye to training wheels, we said hello to full day school, we learned French and we got our first pair of glasses!
Our story continues with a different backdrop. We are building new memories here and they are just as beautiful.
Happiness isn’t determined by the four walls in which you reside. Happiness is determined by so much more than that. It’s about who you share your life with, it’s about the dreams you pursue, the goals you attain. It’s about getting up when you fall and sometimes changing direction. Happiness is made up of so many little things and the place where you decide to lay down at night? That’s the icing on the cake.