Last night I had a dream about our house in Larimore.Maybe that was because I really miss that house -
we have so many good memories from the years we were there.
It was a good house and it served us well.
I wonder if it misses us as much as we miss it.
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Alisha,
I know exactly how you feel about your house. I felt the same way when we moved into the house we are living in now. I remember crying and crying the day that we actually were leaving our apartment for good. After we moved in, I used to call the apartment we lived in "home" and the home we live in now, "the house." Eventually, I got used to it.
Now the house we live in is called "Home." New memories were made here and the memories made in the other house were kept in photo albums, journals, scrapbooks, and our hearts. : )
xo,
abbey
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