Hey there fans... so today was a great but terrible day. Just this last week Tyler had a gal from his English class tell him that she was so impressed with the way that he loves his family and puts them first in his life. (She reads his English papers, I take it) :o) She called our home phone the other night and told me that she was so moved by how Tyler talks about Hank and I, and that he had a conversation with her about church... she wanted to know if she could join me and Hank on Sunday (while Ty was at work) and that she wanted to bring her family along.
How Cool is that. (I love my Honey). Never had someone else ask to go to church... occasionally I'll throw out an invite.
So I met this sweet gal and her family at church, and my morning started off with a migraine headache... needless to say it was so terrible by the afternoon that I had to have Tyler leave work and come home to take care of Hank. Yipes. I showered, I rested, and here I am now typing feeling as good as ever. (Go Figure). Tyler took care of Hank and loaded up our vehicles with "stuff" because...
We get our keys tomorrow (and move Thursday).
I have been on a very emotional roller coaster. I have stayed in this house longer than any other home in my entire life (4.5 years). It is my 18th home (no I am not a military brat), we just moved a lot as a kid. This is home to me, we designed this home from the floor up, we picked original everything, we have sweat and tears built into this place. We designed the back yard, we painted, hung light fixtures, and made it our home. WE ARE LEAVING. In one way, I look at the positives (more room, in town, awesome). The hardest thing will be the memories we made here... but the memories I will take with me:
Tyler sliding on the kitchen floor (nearly breaking his neck Christmas morning), Tyler nearly lighting the house on fire the day the garage errupted in flame, All of the birthday and super bowl parties, Babs and Buster playing in the back yard, the day we brought Hank home, watching all of Hank's firsts.... oh and the list goes on...
It is such a Bitter Sweet thing... as is LIFE I suppose. :o)
We have taken pride in this home. Pray that it sells, we could use a miracle...
HALF OF THE BACK YARD
