This was the place we fell in love with after looking at numerous other locations.
This was what caused me to call my fiancée excitedly, “They accepted!”
This was the reason we signed and initialed endless forms.
This was the place I carried my wife across the threshold after our honeymoon.
This was where my wife and I had our biggest fights and learned all the more that we are better together than we are apart.
This was where we once fed 20+ high school students and 20+ college students on consecutive days.
This was where I honed my BBQ skills.
This was where I learned to edit videos (and play Starcraft).
This was where, after 9 painful, stressful months of having trouble conceiving, the pregnancy test finally read: “Pregnant.”
This was D1’s first room.
This was where I learned the joys of parenthood.
This was also where I cried out to God, “God, why have You forsaken me?” when my wife was having trouble with breastfeeding, we had issues soothing D1, and we were all exhausted.
This was where she said her first word: umma! And said, “Appa” for the first time.
This was where she learned to say, “No.”
This was where she got timeouts.
This was where D1 took her first steps.
These are the stairs D1 learned to climb up.
These are the stairs D1 fell down. Whoops!
This was our respite from a long workday.
This was often a headache that needed repairs and often took up many of our weekends.
This wasn’t just siding and building materials; it was where countless memories were made over the past six years.
This was home.
And now, this is goodbye.
Over the past 4 months, as my wife and I have been contemplating moving, we’ve often wrestled with our decision. Fact is, since we plan on having 4 kids, a 2 bedroom townhouse is going to be rather tight so we knew that we’d eventually have to move. So we thought about putting our house on the market by appointment only, which meant we’d have to clean up the house whenever there would be a showing. The fact that we never managed to actually clean the house tells of how tough it is to keep a neat house with 2 small kids. So we thought about putting off the move until next year. But after prayerful consideration, we’ve decided to move forward. We’ll be moving all of our stuff out, moving in with my parents (a likely source of blog fodder) and hoping to sell soon.
I’m a fairly nostalgic guy – as evidenced by my collection of cards my wife has given me over the years, which I consider one of my prized possessions and the fact that I find it so hard to say goodbye. So we’re doing a video walk-through of our house today and recalling all the memories we’ve had in the home.
What about you? What are some of your favorite memories of your first home?