Reality

Today our neighbors back in MI sent us pictures of our old house. Reality has finally set in. I knew it was gone, but to actually see pictures of it being destroyed made it that much more real. I will never again be able to walk through my old house, or drive by it and show the kids were I grew up, where I played as a child, where Myles was born and where we raised Broedy & Raelyn for three years of my adult life. It hurts, it puts me in tears, it makes me question our decision, it makes me want to rewind the past 18 months of my life.

In the end, it is final.....there is nothing I can do about it but hang on to the memories. Which I will, I will forever remember the good times in my old house. The birthday parties, easter egg hunts and Christmas mornings. The sleep overs with friends and family get togethers. The long cold, winter nights in front of the fireplace. The smell of my mom's applesauce cooking in the kitchen, the meal times sitting around the kitchen table in the dining room, the laughter of my children running through the house, the hide & seek games with my brothers. The hockey games in the basement, the kick ball games and tag games played in the yard. I will remember all of that and more, it will forever be engraved in my mind.
The house is gone, my memories are not.

My Old House!

What it looks like now. The dirt is where our old house used to stand.