After 35 years of living in their home on 997 Portland... my parents are selling and moving. The size and up keep of the house was getting to be too much for both my mom and dad, so finally the home I grew up in is up for sale.
It's kind of sad...I came home from the airport to this home (when I was adopted) and it's been a source of comfort and security all growing up and many times afterwards. It's been my safe haven and even to this day...when I dream of my house...it's always this house. I probably took for granted it's beauty, charm, and size many times during my life...but as I took pictures of it this weekend...it really hit me how much this house has meant to me.
Anyways, their first open house was today and the house looks fabulous. The boys and I went to help stage it (along w/ my auntie Barb) yesterday and it really looks great. Some family is going to be very happy there. I hope it sells fast, so that my parents won't have to stress about it long. They have a nice home in West St. Paul waiting patiently for them and I'm guessing they'd like to be moved and settled before the snow falls and the holidays come.
The boys and I enjoyed a nice weekend and plenty of time with my folks and we look forward to Papa's return from Miami tomorrow afternoon. This week is busy busy busy...as all weeks seem to be lately. But, I guess that's the way we like them.
Brad and I celebrate 8 years of marriage on Tuesday...it's hard to believe that already 8 years have passed, but yet I can barely remember a time before him. :)
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