Moving...a huge pull at the heartstrings...

Well, we sold our house, what a blessing! Ty and I both know that we didn't deserve to sell our house anymore than the 20 plus houses for sale in our neighborhood. Although the process was hard and stressful we know we were very blessed. June 16th was our last day there. I NEVER thought I would have my heart hurt as much as it did, it was SO hard. We built that house. That house really did become our home, I loved it there. My two babies only knew that house. It symbolized the house where Ty and I really ventured out on our own and became little independent family. As the days approached to move, everything around me brought the tears. Watering my cute little garden that Ty and I worked hard on, vacuuming our basement that Ty and his dad worked SO hard to finish and it was beautiful, just everything. I know a lot of the emotion stemmed from the unknown that lie ahead, but most of it from the realization that Kansas became our home and we really did LOVE it there. Experiences we never could have had elsewhere, happened. People who are literally the salt of the earth, we met. Three years that literally changed our lives forever and now it was time to move on. In January of this year I began to feel anxious like there needed to be a change. I told Ty but he just laughed until I said that maybe we needed to try for another baby...then he didn't laugh! Braden was only 6 months old:) My heart just felt like something needed to happen so when Ty got called to go interview for a job in Albuquerque... I knew. This was it. I had been prepared to know that change was coming and needed to come. I've relied on that experience a lot as I've had doubts and began missing Kansas. I'm thankful the Lord prepared me.
Our wonderful friends, the Bartlett's let us stay with them for three whole weeks while we were in transition. I know that it was a huge sacrifice on their part and very hard for us to have to inconvenience people. One evening, Ty wanted to take the boys back to the airport park right by our house that we always went to...it was always fun watching the little airplanes come and go...of course the boys loved it! I decided to drive past our old house because Ty actually was supposed to receive a package from work and they sent it to our old address. I wanted to see if by chance it was outside. I drove up the street and started feeling that feeling in my chest when I saw our house. I cried. I know I"m emotional, but I just wanted to open the garage and have us go in to our familiar comfort. It was sad, but it also made me long to start anew!



This is Brit standing in the Bartlett's doorway watching them take our cars right before we left for New Mexico. This little boy is so sweet and had a very hard time understanding what was going on. He'd often cry, "I just want to go back to my old house!" "I want to sleep in my own room!" Poor little guy, I felt so bad that the moving process had to carry on so long because it think it was hardest on him. We left our home on June 16th and didn't actually live in our new place until August 14th...that's a long time to be living out of a suitcase:)


When it all began (July 2007):

Saying goodbye (June 2010):