I never thought I’d be writing this post. Not now. Not this soon. But after only three years of living in and loving our beautiful Southern Colonial style home, the home that made all our lovelier belongings (mostly those from my mom) exclaim, “This is where we were always meant to be!,” and made my husband and I walk around sighing over all that we’d been blessed with, knowing that we didn’t deserve a lick of it.
“We are moving.”
Yes, writing those two words surprises even me.