Bittersweet

This weekend, besides being busy, has been bittersweet. We enjoyed our road trip to Kansas City and IKEA yesterday. Today we got our paint (on sale even!) for the kitchen, guest room, and man/person cave. We also picked up a new-to-us sectional and ottoman for the man cave. We are getting more and more excited to get started settling into our new house and making it our home.

As exciting as it is to think about the new house, it's also bittersweet. We will be leaving the first house we lived in as a married couple. We will be leaving the house we found just after we lost Brady...the house that gave us something to look forward to as we grieved his loss. We will be leaving the house that my mom saw and loved...the last house that she was here to help me decorate and hang pictures...the house where she and I sat in the shade while Dad and Tim put together our porch swing. We will be leaving the house that we brought Henry home to, and where we watched him grow. 

Yet we also leave the house that I came home to after saying good-bye to my mom...the house where I sat in the empty nursery as Henry fought for his life...the house where I couldn't stop crying after leaving Henry for the last time. 

I know we take Henry with us wherever we go, and my mom as well. I miss them both regardless of where we live, and their memory will fill our new home as well. We are looking forward to a fresh start, a new home to fill with love, a place to make our own and to start making new memories.