January of 2009. Two crazy kids and their almost one year old are waiting for word on the house they’ve loved for months now.
Living out of boxes, since November is old. We’ve been on the closing merry-go-round so long, we aren’t sure if excited is on our radar. But we just keep holding out hope that our realtor can get it all worked out.
Closing day arrives and goes exactly how you think it shouldn’t. I won’t divulge, let’s just say I got up and left with the baby to spare him from seeing it!
But here we are! She’s ours.
Inside feels so strange empty, not cold, just void. But as soon as I sat down on the floor with C, it was home.