20140731-215244-78764709.jpgA portrait of my daughter every day in 2014

Leaving this place is so bittersweet. We came here five years ago with the plans of some day buying it. We even considered it until a few months ago. We brought our girl home to this house. We carved out a little home. We planted a garden and raspberries and watched them grow. We liked our neighbors. Packing and moving has been sort of surreal. Our new house is so amazing it almost feels like we shouldn’t have it. Like we don’t deserve it. It doens’t quite feel like home yet when we pull into the driveway. But it’s gorgeous and I’m really in love with it.

As we packed the last little bits and cleaned she found treasures stuck to the floor in her old bedroom.

I was the last one in our old house. Turning off lights, checking closets, locking doors. Remembering where the couch once was that I first brought my girl home to. It felt strange knowing it sits empty waiting for its new family. I’m sure I will make some excuse to drive by in the coming months to sneak a peak at who’s taken over residence.

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