A few months ago, I made the decision to make a separate account for my photography on social media. There were a few reasons for that decision, but mainly I knew we were moving and knew family and friends would want a space to keep up with our new lives.  I've battled how to handle blogging. I am in no way a good writer and do have a flair for rambling (sorry in advanced). I will do my best to keep this real life and simple. So here it is. 

"Bittersweet" barely scratches the surfaces as a descriptive word for today. In a few hours we officially close a huge chapter of our lives; we say goodbye to our first house. My heart is broken from the flood of memories but simultaneously so full. I know this isn't an odd mixture of feelings for any first time home seller but it is incredibly overwhelming. This was our first house. This was the house we bought thinking it would be our forever home.

Our house had its share of issues and by saying that I'm being polite. It was actually filled with ridiculous fixer upper drama. Who would have ever dreamt that my husband would fall through a flight of stairs within the first year or that our freezer would catch on fire? Or that a wall had to be rebuilt 3 times? This house was a huge undertaking but over the past 4 1/2 years we slowly built each room to fit us. We weren't even close to being done. 


In this house we got married, we fought, we laughed, we cried, we said goodbye to loved ones, started careers, changed careers, made lifelong friends, stayed up late laughing with family, travelled the world, held an annual macaroni and cheese competition, struggled with infertility and miscarriage, welcomed a sweet, sassy little girl into our family, and so, so much more. There have been so many tears in this house but also more joy and excitement than I ever thought possible. I think its fair to say this house has shaped us and to say goodbye is extremely difficult.