So Hard to Say Goodbye

Moving is never what it's cracked up to be. Boxes and boxes of stuff all over the house, runs to the DI with all the useless stuff you haven't used in a couple of years, dumpster runs with the stuff you just don't care about and don't want to take the time to take to DI, eating on paper plates since the whole kitchen is packed up and gone, sleeping on an air mattress that deflates as you sleep throughout the night, getting rid of things you don't want to get rid of but have to because it just doesn't plane fit in the pod or trailer, saying goodbye to friends and neighbors, saying goodbye to family.

It's a very sad process and it comes and goes throughout our lives. This wasn't the first time and it won't be the last. I just wish it could be a little easier.

Goodbye to Aunts and Uncles......

Goodbye to mom's and dad's and grandma's and grandpa's....

Goodbye to playing at the park and fishing at the river......

Goodbye to my best friends. Thanks for all the laughs.......

Goodbye to our bbq's and hanging out......

Goodbye to Pony Express........

Goodbye to Mrs. Lamb and 1st grade......

Goodbye to Miss Lindberg.....

Goodbye to Kindergarten Programs......

Goodbye to Katie.......

Goodbye to Tami and trading date nights almost every weekend......

Goodbye to friends and playing basketball after school......

Goodbye to Jace and trading Pokemon cards.....

Goodbye to Jeremy's job at US Bank....

The employee's at Smith's through him a party on his last day of work. They wrapped up the bagging stand and gave it to him. (When days were slow at the bank he would go and help them bag groceries) As he left one of the cashiers was singing him a goodbye song over the intercom. It was pretty funny. They were sad to see him leave, not the bank, but Smiths.

And of course last but not least...

Goodbye to our house on Nairn Rd, our Eagles Gate neighborhood, the brand new carpet, my flowers and my painted rooms. We are going to miss everything about you.