This is a post that is long overdue. But better late than never. For posterity sake I want to document this day since it started a new chapter in our book called life.
Our home ready to be handed over
It felt weird. I had already packed 2 suitcases for us, which sat at the corner of our master bedroom. I cleaned our home for one last time. The house was empty and spotless.
Most of our good byes were done. Daughter still had half day of school the following day and she wanted to do finish that. She had a play date with friends in the neighborhood already scheduled for that evening. So with everything done the hubby and I decided to go and check in to a nearby hotel for our last night. Later in the evening, we picked up Daughter from her friend’s house. They hugged and gifts were exchanged. Even though the girls would meet each other the following day, they were all so emotional. Some of us moms were misty eyed too !!
It felt strange to hop on the car and not walk up the hill towards our house while leaving their home. Since she wanted to ride the bus one last time with her friends the following day, we had decided to stay in a hotel close to our neighborhood. So after grabbing dinner at our favorite Mexican restaurant, we retired for the night.
5/31/2018 (The Day)
Customary last day of school pic
The next day dawned bright and sunny, we dropped Daughter at her bus stop. She was pretty upset and quiet. It was only a 2 hour school day and our house closing was scheduled for 12 noon.
Goodbyes are always hard
Quickly the hubby and I finished off the last few errands that we had kept for this time. Soon it was time for Daughter to get back and I with my mommy’s gut knew a meltdown was approaching. I was doing some last minute touch ups to our home which would soon be some one else’s and hubby went to pick her up. As the door flew open in a few minutes, sniffles followed by her flinging her little body on me and crying. Finally I heard the words I knew were coming, “Please mommy I don’t want to go… I love my school … I’ll miss my friends, I don’t want to go … this is our home….please we still have time let’s call them up and say we changed our minds and won’t sell our home … their boys will make my purple room blue… I don’t want it mommy” !! I held her and listened to all she had to say.
She had handled everything like a trooper up till now. And I had been expecting this for a long time. I cuddled her and told her it’s alright to feel sad. For once I didn’t tell her how she could write or FaceTime her friends. I knew she didn’t want to hear that. I told her we were very sad too. Somehow that helped her.
Soon we reached the realtor’s office where the closing was to take place. Our part of it was the easiest and they had us do it first since we were to drive away that very day. Keys were handed over and I did my best not to start bawling my eyes out in front of a room full of people. We wished them good luck and walked out.
We went to a restaurant to kind of celebrate an end to a special chapter and beginning of another. The three of us tried to cheer each other and made plans for the summer. That’s when hubby surprised the Daughter and me. He had booked a weekend getaway to the beach for the following day. Knowing we would be sad and the truck was supposed to arrive after the weekend, he thought it would be a good break after all the stress and living apart.
Daughter got super excited and I was touched by his thoughtfulness. He had secretly packed our swimsuits and Daughter’s boogie board in preparation for the trip. Planning surprises and weekend getaways aren’t his forte, so I could well imagine his efforts in keeping the secret and planning the whole thing. We started our 5 hour drive around 2 in the afternoon. This was a drive we often did to visit our friends so I knew this route well enough but it felt weird knowing we won’t drive back in a couple of days.
We reached our rented apartment around 7 in the evening. Hubby already had the apartment somewhat set up with basics. That night we slept good knowing that once again our family of three was back together. At the end of the day family is what actually matters and home is where the heart is ❤️.