In a couple of weeks we are moving. We will be saying good-bye to this place we have called home for over 7 years. We will leave this condo that felt like home the moment we set foot inside the door. We will way good-bye to the home, neighborhood and neighbors that we love. We will turn the page on this chapter of our life and start a new one.
I’m so excited about moving to our new home. So excited to get settled in and make it our own. So excited to explore our new neighborhood, meet our new neighbors, become part of our new community. But at the same time I’m a little sad. Well, I don’t know if I would say sad really, more nostalgic. This place has been home for us for over 7 years. This was the first place that was ours alone, not a place we were just living but a place we could truly make into a home. This place holds many wonderful memories for me and I feel like I need to take time to honor what this house has meant to me; honor the spot it holds in my heart; honor the history it represents.
When we first moved into this condo we were renting it. We had been looking to move into this great neighborhood but weren’t ready to buy a house or a condo yet. A little after we moved in the building was sold to a guy who planned on rehabing the units and selling them. We loved our place and decided we’d go ahead and buy our unit so we didn’t have to move. It was a big decision for us at the time and sort of forced us to buy sooner than we were planning, but I’m glad we did. Living here has been awesome. We’ve had great neighbors that have become good friends. We’ve continued to love our condo and our neighborhood. We’ve made some amazing memories.
This condo is a big part of our history as a couple and as a family. This was a first home. This was the place we really started to feel like St. Louis was home for us. This is the place where we settled into our married life and began the adventure of starting a family. Every square inch of this place holds a memory for me. It was in this bathroom where I took a home pregnancy test and found out we were going to have a baby. It is in front of this bedroom closet that I stood every week so that Lorne could take pictures of my growing belly. This is the room I transformed from an office into a beautiful nursery for my beautiful baby girl. This is where were brought our baby girl home. This is the living room that has been used as a playroom for the last 2.5 years. This is the floor that is constantly covered in toys, books, crayons and blankets. This the place we called home as a family. This is the home we will remember fondly in years to come.
I will spend the next two weeks taking down the pictures I so loving framed and hung on the walls. I will pack up our books, dishes, clothes, and the other miscelanious objects of our lives into boxes. I will pack it all up so that movers can come and take all our belongings to our new house.
When this place is empty, before I head out the door for the last time I will take one last look around. I will remember the first time I walked through the door and just knew this was our home. I will remember the excitement of sitting at our dining room table and signing the contract to buy this place we loved. I will remember what it felt like to bring Maya home to this place. I will ingrain in my memory all the wonderful moments that we had here in this condo. Then I will close the door, walk down the stairs and head over to our new house so we can beginning making that house home. We will create a new home sweet home all the while carrying the memories of our very much loved first home sweet home.
Good-bye little condo. Oh how I’ve loved you and oh how I will miss you.