So, these last weeks living off my suitcase has been rough…
I have been having dreams about sleeping on my real bed, not just some mattresses on the floor….
Seriously, who dreams about a cozy bed?
Life has been good, but I’ve noticed that things have been irritating me more often than not, therefore, I have kept most to myself.
My kids have been coping well. My two year old asks me several times a day if we can just go home….
Home, home is what I long for in this transition time.
The house we once called home is an empty building now and as we run through the empty rooms we can actually here echoes….
What echoes the most is the memories that we made…. In each room a memory…
In this house we saw our son grow, the proof is written on the door of his bedroom, measurements of a little boy that just grew an inch at a time….
In this house we welcome our little girl whom now fills our heart with joy, we can see proof of her presence on the walls of the living room where she purposefully drew pictures of the family…..
Soon, these memories will be covered with a new coat of paint…
Soon, these walls will hold the memories of a new family…..
We will always cherish the moments we spent here, this is our home and forever it will be (if we choose to never sell it)…….
Life though, is more than a building…
Life is well lived when we have set time aside to create these wonderful memories….
If these walls could speak… they would tell a tale of a family who worked hard to provide the best…..
A family who shared many smiles, a family that believed that God is the center of our home…..
It would tell you the tale of a mom who many nights was exhausted but still read stories and prayed with the kids before bedtime…
A tell of a dad who came home exhausted and still played tag and tickle monster with the little ones…
A tale of a family that aside from anything loved each other immensely……
For now I will cherish the memories in my heart… I will forever treasure the time that was spent in this home……
For now….. We will move forward…..
For now, I will dream of sleeping comfortably in my bed…….
Treasure your family my friends..
One day we will all be a memory and what kind of memory would you like to be??
With love,
Raquel…
