Things have been moving at rapid speed since arriving in TX over a week ago. He got in last Wednesday and we wasted no time getting over to housing to get us a place and our things out of storage. Neither one of us could bear the thought of another night beneath unfamiliar sheets. Already the house is becoming our home. It's been like Christmas over here. As each box is opened we find memories, we unwrap smiles, I find comfort. We find little things to put here or hang there. Our plants. Our special coffee mugs and o.j. glasses. Maybe it sounds silly, but seeing those throw pillows on the couch and our fiestaware together on the shelves makes my heart so happy. Things are falling into place slowly but surely and we are doing it happily and doing it together... these are my old and familiar things. All the stuff we've collected from thrift shops, dear friends, family members and yard sales over the years, but somehow seeing them here also feel so fresh and new. Like finally, a new season. we're reunited and everything can breath again. Call me materialistic, but I love my things. We don't have a lot but what we do have really does hold a special place in my heart and it wouldn't be home without them lovingly scattered amongst us.
Gosh to lay in our bed again feels like heaven. everytime I see i'm taken back to the time we randomly strolled into a bed store and bought that semi-firm cloud after trying every other bed in the place we stuck to the very first one we had tested. We basically blew all of our tax return money on it.. that magical mattress/ pillow combo and tattoos. We're such adults. I love it.
Pretty sure we survived on breakfast tacos alone for the first 3 days. not even mad about it. We both missed our tienda Mexicana so much and its practically across the street from us now. Valentines day I cooked our go-to spaghetti dinner complete with a disappointing bottle of malbec. (note to self: just because the wine is $20 doesn't mean its a good one.)I feel like I never sleep anymore. Between all the todo's and all the changes- including the time change and Liberty's teething, fevers & constant congestion, I'm lucky to get in 2 solid hours at a time... I just want to curl up next to Cody and sleep. sleep the weekend away.... I'm with him but somehow i still miss him. no, i miss us. Coming to terms with knowing those times are something of the past... its sinking in rather slowly sometimes all at once. It makes me sad. But then things like this happen and my heart explodes with more love than it ever had when it was just the 2 of us. this is my family. we were meant to be together.
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I'm thankful that you quickly found a house upon arrival, Candice! I doubt anybody likes sleeping under unfamiliar sheets. Anyway, I do hope the move wasn't too hard on you and your family, given that packing and unpacking can be lots of work. I do love that unpacking the boxes felt like unpacking memories though, and I bet you loved the nostalgic feeling the boxes sent. Do keep us posted for more news! Take care!
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