....And now my parents are moving out of the house where they've lived for 35 years (since I was one year old!!!)!
Here is the house in the mid 1980s before the addition
I was so sad that a part of my childhood was slipping away. I even thought that we should buy the house to rent out just so we'd still have access to it. But after months of tears and coming to grips with letting go, I finally have realized that it's not about me and what I want. This is best for my parents. The memories are still in my mind, the home videos are all on DVDs now, and Mom has thousands of pictures all organized in bins by the year for us to look through and reminisce. Now another young family with 3 kids will be moving in and making their own memories there. And Dad can sleep better at night when it's raining out knowing that there won't be another flood in the basement...because their new house doesn't have a basement;)
Here it is with addition:
(the pine trees in the front are too tall that I can take a picture from across the road like the one above!)
Mason playing in the creek for the last time:
My Mom with Mason and Mya: