Friday, March 2, 2012

Moving Day

There is something sentimental that hits me deep in my stomach every time I am faced with moving.  It is no secret I am not a huge fan of change, but not totally resistant at the same time.  This one is a bit different though.
With this move I will be saying goodbye to my grandparents house.  
It is the home in which we celebrated countless Thanksgivings, birthdays, anniversaries and family reunions.  It is the place where my grandmother taught me to cook, the shelter in which she brought me comfort and solace when I thought I could go no farther and the place that even today, with my furniture now in the house, I can close my eyes and see my grandparents sitting in their respective chairs next to one another, both doing a crossword puzzle sipping on a beer in the early evening.
 The annual watermelon seed spitting competition!
One of the aspects of living in this house that I have thoroughly enjoyed is getting to know the small little personality traits this house has that I have grown to love over the years.  Affectionately referred to as "4419", this home greets us each spring with a fresh batch of dogwoods and daffodils, beautiful azalea bushes, butterflies on the lantana bush that makes my heart sing, the way the magnolia blossoms seem to open up for the heavens and the return of the hummingbirds.  It's one of those places that truly comes alive with the dawn of Spring.
There might be no greater joys in my life than sitting on that screened in porch having dinner and drinking wine with friends and family, sitting on a quilt in the backyard, teaching my little cousin to cook in the same kitchen in which I learned, watching the dogs run like crazy around the back yard, putting up our Christmas tree, putting up corn with my mom in the back yard, having breakfast and coffee on the back porch, watching the kids play in the sprinkler in the backyard, having friends over for dinner, watching the progress of the bird family who made a nest in our bathroom window sill or just piddlin' in my garden....I even enjoyed checking all the trees in the yard for massive birds of prey.  One day I will have this all again but for now I must move on...
As I think back on all of the love, laughter, tears and joy that have truly encompassed this house over the 20 plus years my family has occupied it, I am comforted by the knowledge that another family will soon be able to make their own memories here as well.  I love this house, not for the bricks and mortar, but for the memories I have made here.  

Though somewhat bittersweet, it is with a heart full of gratitude that I say thank you and goodbye to 4419!
Now....on to the next adventure!!!!
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