Our house in Wisconsin is officially on the market! Mr. Ladd just returned from cleaning, painting the porch, and getting it ready for the sign in the front yard. Four years ago to the date, he was doing the same thing to get it ready to rent and join me here in Arizona. Today I'm re-posting my initial thoughts from when we first left our beloved house to move here. I was sad to leave it then, but since we moved it's been rented by friends and then family, loved well, and is ready for a new family to love.
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Original Post from 8/16/2009
Goodbye House
Jeremiah and the dogs are heading out tomorrow to join me in Arizona! Although I am beyond excited for them to get here, I feel a deep, satisfied kind of sadness as I talk to Jeremiah on the phone today. He's telling me how the only thing left in the house are his clothes, the refrigerator is cleaned out, and the cupboards are bare. Everything is packed and polished and empty, and I cry big tears as he tells me this. I am sad to leave it, but grateful, for the times we've shared and the memories we've made in our first house. I love that it's the first home Jeremiah and I ever owned. I love it's creaky wood floors and arched doorways. I love the way our bedroom window would quietly rattle in a thunderstorm, making me thankful to be warm, and dry, and safe inside. I love the plantation shutters in the office windows, and the color I painted the hallway upstairs. I love the huge front porch that Jeremiah and I would sit on at night, being eaten by mosquitos and drinking wine.
I know when we get a new house out here, there will be fun "new house things" to be excited about, but for now, I'm a little sad as I picture Jeremiah driving away tomorrow morning.
Goodbye house, and thank you for everything!
Goodbye house, and thank you for everything!
