Crying Over Fairy Dust

It's funny what things trigger emotion. I have been doing very well these days holding back tears. I ended up crying over the most unordinary things today. The first was a final trip to the backyard. Alot of blood, sweat and tears literally went into the landscaping. I recovered quickly and had my biggest cry while sweeping. I swept our wood floors each day and felt a little strange knowing this would be my last time sweeping the floors I loved. It wasn't until I bent over a pile of dust bunnies and cheerio debris that I lost it. Right in the middle of my pile o' garbage was a bunch of fairy glitter from Greta's fairy wings. I sat next to the dust and glitter and had a good cry.

(Fieldin & Greta saying bye to one of the sofas)
(A final pic of our two in the empty house)

(A shirt meant for moving day...)

I ended up crying a couple more times. The mourning process has begun. I drove away seeing Pullman, the kids, our boat and Jeff in his truck in my rear view mirror. The more I drove the more I thought. I was sad that Grace and Greta wouldn't celebrate their first day of kindergarten together. I cried. I won't be in the house next summer to feel the evening breeze blow through the house. I cried. I won't see all my lilacs bloom this year. (unless some sneaky neighbors take pics over the fence..hint hint:)) After a bit I felt better and ready for the adventure to come. I miss you all like crazy and another thank you to Heather and Miss Grace. We couldn't have done it today without you two and of course the wonderful movers.