The kids got a chance to mourn the loss of the house. Mourn is a strong word but appropriate in a way. We did not yet have the new place so there was not the excitement of the new. Instead we had to deal with the loss. The kids went by and saw the lock change and were upset. I am still happy that we are done with that place. Look even the back door was in desperate need of a paint job. To me that house was being trapped by life in a place we didn't want to be. That two year stop lasted 13 years. To the kids they had to say goodbye to so many memories of their childhood. I know that eventually we will remember the good stuff and laugh at the bad stuff. Too soon for that now. The plumbing alone was beyond bothersome. Some day we will have hot water and strong pressure again.
We have stuff in P family's garage, we are staying the L family's empty rental home, the T family brought us boxes and helped Kat helped us back up one day, the B family helped us pack and brought us pizza the first night of packing, the H family brought us warm meal when the temperature dropped and the L family brought by hot breakfast one morning.
This was a long week but still one that we don't want to forget. It is a week that I am most thankful for and one that I am even more thankful it is over.
Even though we seamed to be a moving mess with us, the kids were still the best.