So This Is Love...

I may or may not have fallen of the face of the earth (I have heard a time or two that NSL is just about Western Siberia). Even if I haven't fallen off the face of the earth, I have fallen in love. I moved into my place last Tuesday and have been here just about a week. I have loved every minute of it, and I am totally surprised how much I am enjoying my new digs. The highlight of my house: my bedroom. I don't know what it is, but I just love it. Crawling into bed at night (after my nightly ritual of a jetted, bubble bath) is just delightful!

On the flip side of all this love, I have had a surprisingly large dose of "bitter" in this bittersweet move. For the past three years I have had the wonderful privilege of living with Trent and Amy and I was a little caught off guard by the intensity of the tinge of pain in my heart when I moved out. One of my last mornings there, I walked upstairs to see the kids eating breakfast for the last time and Trent standing there telling me how sad he was I was moving out. I had to fight back the tears as I moved everything out and watched as my time there came to an end. They invited me into their home and made me part of their family. I have such special memories with each one of those little kids that I will always cherish. I couldn't have asked for a better living situation. I have become such close friends with Trent and Amy and have loved getting to know them so well and sharing so much with them. I wish I could fully express my gratitude to them as well as the feelings I have now of the loss I feel of moving out. Hopefully we all survive the transition.

Overall, I am so happy with the decision I have made. It was a long, tedious, stressful, overwhelming, and hard decision to make, but I feel I am where I am supposed to be. My house has quickly become my home and I have fallen in love with it!