Last Saturday we officially said goodbye to our first home. I took the above pic as I was driving away for the last time (crying, of course). It was an eventful weekend!
On Friday, Kyle graduated with his Master's degree in Counseling and Student Development.
We were so proud of our graduate! (And it's over, finally!! Kyle's been slowly working on this degree a couple classes at a time for the past 3 years).
Both Kyle's family and my family came to town for the graduation on Friday, which was perfect since we were moving out of our house on Saturday! Kyle's mom and sister took Landon & Layla back with them to KC Friday night so that we could finish packing and moving without them running around under foot. It was a late night Friday but we got everything boxed up and Saturday some guys came to help us load the truck. The family of one of the guys on our staff team (Kyle, the one who takes all of our pictures and lived with us last semester) owns a warehouse in Topeka that they store extra equipment at for all of the Wendy's restaurants that they own, and have a big box truck that they let us use to move everything to the warehouse. It was an amazing set up. It also helped that two of the guys on our staff team who came to help us move were former KSU football players. Big bonus since we had a piano, and my grandpa makes very nice, heavy furniture.
|The beginning...this thing was packed to the brim by the end!|
All of our stuff was loaded onto pallets, wrapped up, and forklifted to a corner of the warehouse to be out of the way. Talk about an amazing set up!
I left straight from Topeka to drive up to KC, but Kyle went back and stayed at our house one final night because he had to be at church on Sunday.
Let me tell you, walking through our empty house alone one last time was very, very sad. I stood for a long time crying in Layla's nursery, formerly Landon's room, just thinking about all the hours I had spent in that room feeding and rocking my babies when we brought them home from the hospital. I'll be excited about getting a new house when we get back from India, but this was our first home, where we brought our first two babies home, and it will always be special. It was hard to leave. And of course it made the reality of soon saying goodbye to family and friends to move to India for a year feel much more real. So bittersweet.
Goodbye, Home. We will miss you.