A New Home

In the middle of preparing for our baby’s arrival, we’ve decided to buy a little townhouse. We hope that this investment will provide our family with a home that allows us all to grow and thrive for the next few years. I had reservations about looking at a new home right now, but as soon as we stepped in and looked around I felt confident that I could see all of us in that place. There are exciting possibilities in store for us.

I do a lot of my thinking in the car as I drive and listen to music. On one of these car rides I started to contemplate leaving this apartment we’ve lived in for the last three years or so. We’ve really become comfortable in this 2-bedroom apartment. It will also be strange to leave our friends who have been only a flight of stairs away all this time. There won’t be anymore impromptu BBQs in the backyard or deliveries from one floor to another at random hours of the day and night. Sometimes you don’t realize how good you’ve had it until you move out, but I’ve always known that the living arrangement we’ve shared with our friends has been a rare treasure. It was a taste of college-living in the middle of our married adulthood.

Then my thoughts shifted to everything we’ve gone through in this apartment. There’s been fits of laughter, heated fights, dinner parties, loud virtual music classes, a whole year of pandemic isolation, deep sadness, and hopeful news. A lot of life has been lived in this apartment and it makes me emotional to think about leaving it behind. I wonder what kind of life will move in and out of this space. It’s funny that a place you don’t even own can feel like yours solely because you’ve made attachments to it throughout your time of living. In the same vein, we’re moving to a home that will hopefully hold us for more than just three years. Many new stories are waiting to be written into the walls and floors. Caleb, your arrival will make the story even more beautiful. We’ll be ready for you when you make your entrance. ❤