Today marks our five year "first home" anniversary. We closed on this house on July 8, 2005, and we were SO EXCITED! We had lived in this town for just a year, had our first baby, and Josh had taught his first year as a math teacher. Something told us that we would stay here - at least a little while - and we wanted a house of our own. So after being married just shy of four years, we became home owners.
I am a little sentimental about this place. There are days when I'd love something bigger - more bedrooms, a basement, a fireplace, vaulted ceilings...all kinds of upgrades so-to-speak! But I know in my heart of hearts that it will be hard to leave when the day comes.
We brought Sarah and Gabriel home from the hospital to this house (which means I was ridiculously sick being pregnant twice in this house).
All three of them learned to walk here.
All three of them had their first birthdays here.
We built their first play set here.
Caleb and Sarah learned how to ride a bike on the street in front of our house.
Caleb had his first loose tooth here. He learned to write his name here, learned to read here.
We had our first ER experience with a child as a result of something that happened in this house.
Caleb and Sarah potty trained here. (I hope Gabriel does, too!)
So many things...the list could go on...
But most of all...we just spent time making it our own.
Whether it was painting...or time spent together with each other...
I know it's just a house. There's bound to be another house in my future, because who knows what the future holds. But I know someday, many years from now, I will drive by this place and smile. It holds so many memories for me. I get choked up just thinking about it.
How do you feel about your first house?
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