I heard the song "Strawberry Wine" on the radio the other day and was amazed when I realized I remembered every line. I did a little research and realized that this song was released in August 1996. 18 years ago. I can vividly recall singing "I still remember when 30 was old." At 14, thirty sounded ancient. If only I knew then what I know now. For starters, 30 is not old.
Time passes so quickly. Days fly by and years go by in the blink of an eye. Kevin built our house 11 years ago as his bachelor pad. I am sure God chuckled at Kevin's plan when he allowed us to meet the following year. We married two years after the creation of the "bachelor pad." Together we have been here a little over 9 years. We have brought 4 of the most precious blessings home here. This house has watched 1 single man become a family of 6.
And tonight we sleep here for the last time.
We officially move into our new house tomorrow.
Excitement and sadness mingle as we close this chapter and begin a new journey. Tomorrow we focus on getting settled in the new house that holds our future. But today we hold tightly to the past. Thank you little house in the country for all the sweet memories.