Monday, February 15, 2016

And here we are...

The days became weeks, the weeks became months, and now the months have become years.  We are staring down the end of Devin's residency, and I've barely blogged about it.  Mostly, our days were so routine that there was not always a lot to say.  Keeping private blogs for each of the boys (let me know if you want it on those!) took up most of the interesting moments, too.  One day, though, I imagine I'll want to look back and remember that for three years straight we went to story time every Tuesday.  We did play group on Thursdays, errands on Mondays and Wednesday, and we usually stayed home on Fridays.  Each boy got three books before nap and bed, and breakfast was muffins every day for months straight.  Devin worked 80 hours a week but almost always made it home by bath time--even if it meant he went back to writing notes as soon as it was done.

But, all of that is going to be changing in big ways in the coming months.  We are working to sell the only home Calvin and Clark have ever really known and planning our trip to look at new houses in Georgia for next month!  Then, there will be the actual move.  We'll leave behind our friends, our backyard, our library (yes, it really is ours), and our parks.  The grocery store won't miss us, but we will miss the people who knew us and talked to us every week.  Of course there will be a new library, and there will be amazing parks.  But, Calvin won't have conversations with the librarians like the old friends they are...at least not for a couple years until they are old friends.  The park will be a place for meeting up with new friends, too, instead of the friends my boys have learned and grown with for so long.

All of this is really to say, though, that I'm really wanting to get back to keeping up this little corner of the internet.  The days may be long, but the years are short.  I don't want to let them get away.


1 comment:

  1. Look at your handsome boys!!!!!!!! I loved this update. I think it sums up so beautifully what it is to have routine days and put down sentimental roots...and the bitter sweetness of a big move. 80 hours of week of work must have been so grueling. You did it! What an accomplishment for your whole beautiful little family.

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