|moving day before we headed to boston - 2012|
it's funny, really. goodbyes aren't fun. they aren't easy. they are things we do all too often in life. but for me, they are something i am especially good at.
i think it's because of my penchant for nostalgia. i have an acute sense of the present, of taking in the way things are now and looking ahead to the way they will be. philip and i talk about this a lot. it takes time for change to hit him. for me, it hits early.
and so naturally i've started to get sad already. we close at the end of this week and we don't move until next week, so i guess it isn't too early. the inevitable has happened. we are living out of boxes. our plates are long gone and we've found compostable replacements for the next few days. trash bags full of hangers are piling up everywhere. each evening i sneak some of julian's toys out of the house and into the back of our subaru so he can start getting used to seeing his things in the new house.
it isn't the home we first lived in as a couple. it's not where we started our married life. it's not where we nervously, excitedly brought julian home to for the first time. it's not going to be the home where we become a family of four. but it's been something bigger to us. our first real home. not an apartment, not a temporary space we borrowed. through all our travels, all our wandering, it was our constant. it's the place we've lived the longest. we've made and shared more memories in this home than in all of the other places we've lived combined.
this home was the home i longed for while we were in boston. and as much as we loved living out east and no matter how much fun we had, it wasn't home. this house was home. not just colorado, not just denver. our neighborhood. our house on irving. it's the little things i'll miss the most. the skylight in our bedroom. the walk to the farmer's market on sunday mornings. the construction in the alleyway that keeps julian entertained for hours at a time. the stained glass on our front door, the door that's been a part of the house since it was built in 1905.
we've had some wonderful moments in this house . . .
|julian playing in his room for the very first time|
|our first christmas as three|
|julian's first birthday in our backyard|
|his favorite place -- looking for trucks out the front door|
and it's time for us to move on. to make new memories. to settle down in our new home as a new family of four.