This morning my mom and some movers started moving things out of my grandma's house. She'll be moving from the care center on Wednesday, to her knew home in an assisted living center. I am so proud of her and how far she has come since her stroke at the very beginning of June. Even though she's made much progress, she can't live 100% on her own and never will. It's got to be hard. I can't even imagine waking up one day, leaving to go do an activity I enjoy and not having any idea that as I walked out of my home that it would be my last time ever setting foot in there again. It really goes to show how quickly life can change.
The house won't go on the market until Spring probably, so I'll have a chance to say goodbye, but I really thought I was okay. Then my mom posted this:
Suddenly it just hit me like a ton of bricks. The tears started spilling over...and they are again as I type this. This is the living room I would sit and watch cartoons in when I spent the night. This was the living room that we watched the Chicago Bulls play. This is the living room where Grandma and I would sit on the floor and play board games together. This is where Grandpa would sit and roll his eyes at Grandma when she was banging pots and pans around in the kitchen and would laugh so hard the skin under his chin would wobble like a turkey.
Ever since Grandpa died in 2012, I've always felt that the house had a different feel. It wasn't the same, but I still took comfort in it. Soon, we'll have to part with this important piece of our lives. With it though, we'll take so many fond memories. When it's empty it will be a shell of what it used to be, but hopefully another family will make memories there too.
If that weren't enough, today marked another important moment in life. Today is the last day before James turns one. Once again, I can only describe it as bittersweet. I love birthdays! But, the first it always a tiny bit sad, mixed with lots of happiness. He's no longer a true baby, but a one year old. And what an amazingly sweet boy he is.
That's enough for tonight though. Tomorrow will be completely dedicated to this little boy.
Oh Rachel I am so sorry for your feelings on this post. Change is so hard and it happens just like that and so hard to adjust to but yet that is what we have to do :( I am so proud of your Grandma and your Mom for all she has done for her to help her on this journey. I know it has not been easy for either of them. Funny how just this photo can bring up so much emotion and so many memories. . . makes me glad we have a future in heaven that will never change or fade with time! Aren't you? love you Mommagirl
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