We moved. We finally moved. I can hardly believe it. After a most stressful wait, we finally closed at the end of the day on Friday. The seller got us the keys the following morning with enough time for us to get our movers back and alert our moving team (which included my family) that we were on.
I threw stuff in boxes as the movers moved stuff out. And oddly, moving and unpacking has not been as stressful as our delay was in closing. We closed 5 days late because underwriting couldn't seem to get things done and kept asking for this and that. Crazy.
And I loved moving this time! I had a smile on my face and a calm in my spirit. I felt such joy in my heart having a house again. A cute, little ranch with a view out the back to green space and mature trees shading the backyard.
The first evening, after the frenzy of people moving stuff in, after the initial unpacking to make the house operational for children as quickly as possible, after the boys were tucked into bed in their new bedrooms, after I had finished up cleaning up dishes and wiping down the counters in our new kitchen, I turned around and leaned against the counter by the kitchen sink. It was home. We finally had a house again.
I smiled and surveyed the site of our dining room, the stairs, the back door, the hallways and the edge of the living room.
"Andrew." I said. "This is our new house and I know you are here with us."
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