So, we moved house.
There is a long story about moving out of the old house, and frankly that story is not yet finished, so I won’t tell it here, just yet. But we are in a new house, which is much smaller, more modern, and much more warm. We are happy and cozy, here. The house is not yet in order, as we’ve had to compact our lives from a house about 3 times as large into this one, so no pictures of this house are ready. But we also love our new neighborhood, which is not all that far from our old one, but may as well be miles away.
I got to talk to my Daddy today. I miss him so much, and lately the ache of Mom’s loss is greater. I know it is hard for him to talk to me on the phone for long periods of time. He’s constantly on my mind.
The boys and I went for a walk today, as DH had gone to a Manchester United vs. Arsenal game. It was an absolutely gorgeous day, with sun shining through the yellow and gold leaves, and a brisk cold breeze. Here are a few snapshots I took along the way.
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