sad, too

I am getting teary eyed more and more. It is hard to leave a place that we have lived in, grown in, loved in, for 15 years. We moved to Dallas 1 month after we were married in 1991. We have been in our house for 12 years. It is our first home. Dusty, wild tiger that he is, came just a couple months after we moved in. The kids were born here, were toddlers and preschoolers here, started school here. So many memories.... I have started to take the kids to some of our favorite places, perhaps for the last time, and taking some pictures of them there. Perhaps I will make a scrapbook of our Texas memories. Places to do: Double Dip ice cream, CiCi's pizza, the library, friendship park....

The worst part, though, is leaving all our friends. The friends who have supported us through all the tough times: when the babies were born, when I was diagnosed with RA, those who have just been there through all the ups and downs of life. We will make plans to come back and visit, and they most definitely need to come visit us, at our beautiful mountain home.