old and new? ? ?

Wow what a week.. What a week indeed. Im here, Im all moved into the new place, and its been looking more like home every single day. Every time we take a load of stuff up, or unpack one more box, things look more familiar, just like we moved everything around. Today was the last big day of moving. Today was the day we moved all our big ass furniture, and got every last thing out of the old house. Funny thing is, it still hasnt sunk in that the red house isnt ours anymore. It hasnt hit me that in a couple more days, I wont be able to go in there. I wont be able to complain about the small driveway, or climb up in the cherry tree in the backyard. (uh oh... mabye writing about it is what is gonna make it sink in.. here goes nothing) it's just not gonna be home anymore. You know, I walked around in it today, and even though our stuff is gone, it still feels like home to me. I guess if you spend 20 years in the same place, that feeling tends to be fairly strong at the end of it all.. I've realized that it's not just the possessions that make a place home, but the people, the memories.. believe me, we have alot of all of those things that have passed through that house. When I think back to all the times we've had huge dinners over there, or when we've sat down at the table, just the four of us, when mom and I used to have picnics infront of the fireplace, when dad was away for the weekend with mike. When it used to rain and I'd lie under the skylight and watch it come down.. and then when the skylight leaked.. ha ha ha.. when dad built the sunroom, and caught all the baby raccoons from underneath it.. all the times I'd be out in the backyard and scream and run away because of an airplane.. the tire swing, the roller hockey with the neighbors. Watching a tree grow from about a foot tall, to eight feet and counting. Decorating for Christmas, the same but different every year. Moving the furniture back and forth over the years when we'd get bored. The painting on the wall downstairs. The sleepovers. The man eating suitcase. The orange bedroom. Alexis' first steps. Duane and Jen, Sammuel, Jeremiah, Cara.. (Not Hannah just cause she get's to see the new house.) The Raven across the street, snowball fights at four in the morning just because it was so quiet. (At four am, who knew?) I mean, alot of these things are gonna come with us, but some of them just wont happen again. And I guess that's ok, I just have to remember them with a smile, a laugh.. Something along those lines.. Now it's time to start making memories in the new place too! Like how mom was freaking out because it smelled like curry, and how even now, sometimes she opens a cupboard and freaks out because of the smell. How we STILL havent opened the hope chest. but now it's in the proper place. Memories to come?: getting to know Hannah (JUNE 20th) AND seeing JEREMIAH After a YEAR! ! ! !! Oh man that's exciting. SO exciting, actually. Decorating a WHOLE new place for Christmas, what an adventure that will be... mom and I are already excited. Dad's still rolling his eyes.
Things are gonna be good here.. I think, I hope I pray..

anyways, I've decided to make a list, just to occupy my thoughts and to make myself feel better about moving ..

Things I won't miss about the old house (Or mabye I will, but you know what I mean)
- the drunks across the street
- Never bieng able to park in the driveway
- Having neighbors that I dont like (wont miss that one)
-all the junk on the sides of the house
- the small bedrooms
- ONLY ONE BATHROOM
- no counterspace in the kitchen
- the unfinished basement and sunroom
- The dog next door, barking every time I move
- memories from the last christmas in that house (it SUCKED)


..... If I think of more I'll add it.. mabye..?????

Ok so now that I've done that, and it didnt really make me miss it less, (except the neighbors thing)Im gonna say some more things that I totally will miss about it..
- decorating for christmas
- the painting downstairs
- the hottub
- the hardwood floors
- all the pictures in the kitchen (that wont go on the fridge up here)
- my room bieng so huge (as in the whole downstairs)
- never knowing what that extra switch in the kitchen really did
- that was the house I beat supermario bro's 3 in WITHOUT warping
- the fact that I lived in the only red house on the block
- dad's custom windows

yeah that's about it for now. Im running out of things, even though the list will be endless. One day, I'll just think of something else, something small that I'll miss, and Im sure It'll make me sad.. but Im tough.. Just another journey.. or actually, just another part of it..
Mabye one day I'll write a list about this place.. someday soon if it pisses me off, ha ha but so far it's been pretty good...
God sure has blessed us greatly. We had a fantastic time in that house in the cove. Im sure the times will be just as fantastic, if not more here, and hopefully in Vermilion down the road..

LOTS OF LOVE

ashley
xoxo