The move is here. The big day of movers followed by the months of unpacking, sorting, deciding what stays and what goes (again), and the time to process all of the emotions. I am both sad and happy that Oscar didn't have to experience this shift. He always struggled with moving, and as Oliver hasn't experienced this with us, he's just going with the flow. His one item of security is myself, as he is mine.

The empty spaces are very reminiscing of the journey.  The empty rooms echoing with the sounds of laughter, conversations, and everyday moments that once filled the space. The absence of furniture and belongings can make these memories feel more vivid, highlighting what's no longer there.

This home provides a sense of security and belonging. Today I feel the cold and unfamiliar, reminding me of the loss of that safe haven I had created. Moving out of this house signifies the end of this chapter. I am.closing of that door, with all the associated emotions of change and transition.

The new home is the blank canvas, offering the opportunity to create new memories and experiences. As I am inspired, feeling the raw excitement and anticipation for the future. Creating a life that is reflective of the growth that I have experienced. I am ready to embrace new opportunities and create the life and love I have envisioned.

This is the bridge between the past and the future. I reflect on what we've left behind while also fueling new dreams and aspirations for what lies ahead.