{"id":3207,"date":"2013-08-20T18:17:36","date_gmt":"2013-08-20T14:17:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ladyslittleloves.com\/?p=3207"},"modified":"2013-08-20T18:17:36","modified_gmt":"2013-08-20T14:17:36","slug":"a-bittersweet-goodbye-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/livingwithlady.com\/2013\/08\/a-bittersweet-goodbye-2.html","title":{"rendered":"A bittersweet goodbye"},"content":{"rendered":"
Our official last day in our little town was a sad one for me. The Uhaul was packed…<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n And while The Hubby and his helper went to Spokane to unload our boxes, the kids and I went out to enjoy ourselves for one last outing since our house was pretty empty.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>\u00a0 <\/a><\/span><\/p>\n I realized I forgot to keep a few things out for our last night when it was a bit too late, including Gwyn’s jammies and a pillow for The Hubby. We compromised.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The next morning we woke up and met our best friends for a little “see you later” breakfast. These two have become Gwyn and I’s closest friends and I will forever cherish what they have given us over the past three or so years.<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/a> <\/a>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/a>\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n I was holding up pretty well so far, surprisingly well, until we were doing the last walk-through at the house.<\/p>\n The Hubby and I spent a couple HOURS putting this little tree up in Gwyn’s room before she was born. I didn’t have the heart to take it down and hope the little girl who uses this room keeps it up, too.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/span><\/p>\n I then went out back and walked around a little bit before I noticed how well the garden that I never water is doing. My first real garden. I hope the new renters like home-grown veggies and that they carve the pumpkins that seem to be doing well for Halloween.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>\u00a0<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n My heart sank when I saw the sandbox built by The Hubby and his dad for Gwyn’s first birthday. It was then I noticed the faint and torn ribbon still tied around the trunk of the tree from her first birthday party. And I cried.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/span><\/p>\n Since Cal was already in the car, Gwyn and I took one last picture in front of our favorite apple tree.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a><\/span><\/p>\n And before we pulled away, a couple more friends came to say goodbye.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a><\/span><\/p>\n And as I pulled away from our first home, about to follow The Hubby to our new home, I lost it.<\/p>\n I broke \u00a0down.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/span><\/p>\n It’s just so hard to say goodbye to so many memories.<\/p>\n The drive to our new home was dreary. It was a rainy day, which I took as a sign.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a><\/span><\/p>\n And after we arrived in our new home and unloaded the last of our belongings, we hopped back in the car to pick up some pizza.<\/p>\n And you know what I spotted out my window as we left the pizza shop?<\/p>\n This guy. In this shirt.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n