My husband and I are going to be moving to a larger apartment next month. This was not exactly in the plan, but we've vastly outgrown our itsy bitsy teeny weeny apartment (which was fine for the two of us but when two became three, and three came with baby stuff and then AND GOT BIG...yeah. It's time.) We were supposed to have been in a house by now but if there's one thing 2009 taught me (again) is that sometimes, things really aren't in my control---or anyone else's.
So I wrote out our notice to our landlord---it'll go out with tomorrow's mail---and I feel a pang. It's not that I want to stay (gods forbid---when I say we're cramped, I'm NOT kidding) or that we're making the wrong decision in moving. But this place was our home for almost five years and a lot of good (and bad) things happened here. I found out I was pregnant here, and miscarried here. My husband came home from coronary bypass surgery here, and our daughter was conceived here. My water broke here, and five weeks later, we brought our daughter home from the NICU. My cat passed away while we lived here. And so on, and so on. Life happened, in other words.
I don't know who will live here after us. That's the thing with apartments---they're supposed to be transitory. But I wish them well, whoever they are.
And to anyone who may be reading this...may 2010 bring all for you that you didn't get in 2009, and may you stay safe and healthy with those you love.
Blessed be.
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- Krista
- Wife, mom of a preemie, follower of the old ways, lover of anything Irish or Celtic, history buff, trivia nut, Star Trek and Ren Faire geek and costuming fiend. Offer me coffee or chocolate and world peace is assured. Or at least I'll try really hard. :) I also believe in deleting spam. So, to the person or persons who keep leaving me comments in Chinese (along with links to what I can clearly tell are Chinese porn sites) stop it. It's bad karma, to say nothing of being really, really rude.
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I am constant mover. I've lived in more places than any normal person, bar military kids, should have. I love it for its promises of a new, shiny, better life. Yet, every time, I move, I feel the same pang of of nostalgia, thinking of all the memories that I've made in a place.
I hope 2010 and your new apartment bring you and your family only good things :). Thank you for sending me down my own memory lane of old apartments :).
Hi Addie,
Thanks so much for your comments :) I moved a lot when I was a kid due to my dad's job (not military but you'd never know from how often we moved :-P) I've moved quite a bit less as an adult and this is the first move with our daughter (eep! :)) So yeah..pangs a plenty, but there's also some excitement at a new place.
I hope 2010 brings only good things to you as well. :)
-Krista
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