Moving Musings

So, you may or may not know this, but Jed, Nate and I are in the midst of moving. It started as one of those conversations... "maybe we'll move, if it all works out," to "hey, where the heck is all my stuff going and why don't I have a chair to sit on?" If you know Jed and I, or are getting to know us through this blog, you'll know that we don't do things half-ass. Once we make a decision, we do it. "What do you think about children?" "They're great!" A few weeks later... "Well, now we'll have our very own!" So, for the past few nights now, we've settled into a routine that when Nate is asleep, we pack a few boxes, load up our borrowed truck and the next night unload it and begin again. Actually, I must rephrase that- JED packs up a few boxes, drives the car to the new place, and I unload the items from the box once we're there (I know I got the better end of the deal on that one!) and then HE does it all over again (he's my all time favorite super-hero).

We're both not the kind to become so attached to places we've lived- we're pretty good at figuring out all the awesome things about our new digs once we're there. Of course, we are just moving down the street a mile and a half, so it's not SO much different than we have now.

I have to admit, though, this move is a bit tough for me. After all, this apartment is where Nate was born. This is the only place he has slept (not counting the Westin in Florida) and that he has called home. Of course, I know he's not feeling bad about all this, I'm sure he isn't even aware of any of this. But for me, it's a strangely comforting thing to be able to walk into the bedroom and think every now and again...I gave birth here. I had my most powerful, live changing moment right here- and now we're moving on. I have to hold on to the idea that we're not moving on from that experience, that memory, that moment- it's just a place and we'll always be able to come back to it- we're going to a new place where new memories and new moments will be created. I can almost taste the veggies Nate and I will be planting and harvesting in our very own garden this summer!

So, we get ready to say farewell to a place where an incredible beginning happened and to greet the many beginnings that are yet to happen in our new home. What an incredible year it has been.