15 Hours and Counting ....

Once again I come to you apologizing for my prolonged absence. The past week is a blur of work and tears, as my sisters and I have been insanely busy finishing up the last of the work on Mom's house. In a mere 15 hours, I will be putting my hand to a document relinquishing ownership of the house I have known since a mere 10 months of age. I am scared, nervous, horribly sad, and yet strangely hopeful and joyful as I think of the young family soon to occupy my family home. They are incredibly excited and have so many plans for it, the most important being the arrival of their son in just 5 weeks. :) The sounds of life and childhood giggles will soon fill the air within those walls once again. That is what brings me joy and fills me with hope.

At this moment, though, my stomach is churning and my mind is traveling at a million miles an hour with 45 years of memories racing. I spoke with Jessica (my cousin) just a few hours ago, and told her that I know they will be happy there, for an enormous amount of love and history reside in those walls ....... and I know she respects and understands that, and appreciates it as much as we do.

Mama, I know you're smiling and are so happy that they will be enjoying your house and filling it with life and love. Thank you so much for all the beautiful memories you created there. I love you with all my heart.

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Dear Leigh,
I know how sad you are to be having to give up the home. I am sure "Mom" is smiling down upon you, and the couple who will now call her home theirs. Here's to the future, and may they find as much joy and love as you found in that house. Love you, Lady ^_^

*HUGS*

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xo

It is time , Leigh. Let her go, and heal! You can keep the wonderful memories of her and you will feel much better after this is all over. I still to this day do not drive past my parents house. It isnt theirs anymore, and thats not where they are.

GOOD JOB on the 45 weeks smoke-free!!!

Oh Leigh...that last paragraph brought tears to my eyes. I love you sweetheart. (((((comforting hugs)))))

As hard as the moment is, it must be comforting to think that a new, young family will create their lives in that house you love so much.

Tears are OK

Bless your heart, this is very hard to do, but at least you know the house will be filled with love, life and appreciation for the place!
Growing up in a military family we have no place to call "Home". We have our different memories of the different places we lived.
You'll get through this, and will heal.
God bless you!

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