Last Friday night we sat on our front porch for the last time.
Next time we go to the house we will be handing the keys over to its new owners. I walked around this house we called home for four years. Thinking about the memories that we made in this place.
The countless hours I spent standing at this sink doing dishes. . .
Sisters sharing rooms. . .
Sharing many meals with our good friends around the table. . .
Goodbyes are never easy. But, it was time for us to go. This weekend we were reminded of why the moving vans were packed and our house is empty. It really comes down to one word. . .
FAMILYHere are a few memories that we made as we celebrated the Fourth of July with our family.