This is one of the hardest posts I have written to date, as it will be my last as a CTWM blogger.
A little while ago, my husband and I made the decision to look at the possibilities of moving closer to our families in NH. Things happened fast, and just before our vacation I was offered, and subsequently accepted a job. We will be moving soon, and the house that seemed so small a few weeks ago now feels like a small country that needs to be packed up. And though we are thrilled to be able to live closer to family (really close, as we will be living with my folks for a bit), I’m a bit sad, a little stressed, and trying to hold it all together.
It hits me in waves and the little moments throughout the day about the life we have built over the last 10 years in CT. The neighbor who has become a surrogate grandma; the friends who are sad to see us go, yet so happy for us; the house that I brought both of my babies home to; the people who have watched those babies and helped us turn them into the two beautiful flowers that they are; the people who were strangers at first and have become like family; my sisters who may not be related to me in any other way except that they have helped me to raise my children over the last 2 years we have been blogging together.
But I hate goodbyes, and I refuse to say them.
I will never forget my time in CT, and especially my time being a part of this most fabulous group of women! Our paths in life are determined by the steps we take to create them, and I am so fortunate to be able to look back on those steps with a smile, and a few tears, and know that because of them, the path I am building ahead will be similarly filled with love, lasting friendship, and the promise of a bright future.
Thank you for taking this journey with me- it has been a pleasure and an honor to share it with you all.
See ya later!