One of those traits is sentimentalism. Whether it's old photos, or emails from a while, or accounts I look at with notes from 3 years ago, I find myself wondering what I was doing at that time/date. Life changes also bring about these thoughts . . .
We're just 30 days away from moving out of our apartment. I've yet to confirm a place where we are going, we just know we aren't going to be there. I remember my dad telling me that 400 sq feet was going to make a difference, and of course, I didn't believe him.
What' I've come to realize is that I was right, and so was he. It really wasn't the 400 sq feet of house I'd lost, although there were many a night I would have given anything for 5 minutes of peace and quiet. Rather, it was the huge yard we had in the back that I'd missed. Funniest thing was, it wasn't for me but for the kids. Bless their hearts, how many days did they spend cooped up inside a 1000 sq ft apartment? How many times did they long to play outside, forced inside by Mother Nature?
A year ago today, we'd received notice that our owner had intended on selling the house where we'd live for a few years. We'd knew the day was coming, with a string of potential owners coming by every day (or so it seemed). With mold in the bathroom, and ruined carpet, along with an owner who didn't want to invest any more money, we decided to move.
Irony - isn't it great? 2 days after I signed the (binding) contract with the apartment place, the owner came back to us and said the short sale had fallen through . . . . I've wondered several times after that if I'd made the right decision. Then I remember the bathroom . . . . yuck.
Over the last year we've endured rough weather, crazy neighbors (reminded me of Friends episodes), and being pack like sardines. We've seen our family grow (by 3) and are in the process of growing by one more (Perla). Through all the laughter and the tears, what a ride it's been. Stephanie is finally talking, and has grown even closer to me. I hear about how that will change soon, but must admit I'm not ready for that day - yet, maybe ever.
