I have packed two boxes and I am already in tears. For a couple of reasons. I hate moving. The physical act of packing everything you own and transporting it and your family to a new location. Maybe it is because we have moved so many times since we've been married, and so quickly, every 1-2 years. I HATE moving! There is so much to do and it is heartbreaking for me to go through each item one by one deciding if I really need to keep it or if it can be discarded/donated. Everything has a memory attached.
I also love my house. This is the first house Heath and I have owned and I really felt like a grown up. That sounds funny, but it is true. We have had a baby here and I have those wonderful memories. I love our ward and our friends here. I love living so close to my beloved Andrea! That woman made my first year here so easy, and my children adore her. I will miss being further away from her and from my other family. We have had so much fun having Mom, Amanda, and Jessica visit us and spending the night. The girls and I will really miss that. I love that I know who my neighbors are, but that they respect my privacy and need to be left pretty much alone (I am a classic introvert and I am not comfortable with people I don't know very well. I get exhausted and antsy if I have to communicate too much...funny because in my chosen profession, I am forced to communicate with everyone! Maybe that is why I chose it...because it does force me to. I don't like my introverted tendencies). Plus all of our neighbors are old and they like to tell me how I should be raising my children. Yuck.
This is going to be so hard for me emotionally. Please pray for me! I hope that Kalyn and Keali handle it well. Heath shouldn't have much of a problem--he doesn't get as attached to things and places as I do. The move will be good though and the good up there far outweighs the good here so I will have to remember that.