It's moving day tomorrow.
I'm so excited for this to be over. To be moved in. To have our Christmas tree up. To be settled.
I'm nervous for Vance. His last day of his current school is tomorrow. He's been strong so far but when the reality hits that he won't see his buddies, he's going to be a mess. He starts at his new school on Monday and it's going to be impossible dropping him off at a new school full of strangers. I don't want him to cry but I know that's what's going to happen. I know he'll learn to love it but it's hard not to feel guilty about all this.
This house has caused us so much grief but it's still going to be so hard to leave it. We've made so many memories here. Vaughn took her first steps in the kitchen. Vance learned to ride his bike on the driveway. We found a way to make the most of our small backyard. This was the last house that Daisy (our dog) was in. It feels as if we're leaving her behind. I could go on and on.
Off to pack more boxes.