One year ago......

The moving truck had left and we had decided to got to bed early and get up at around 1:00 a.m. to start our journey to our new home in Tennessee. But, both of us were too excited, couldn't sleep and at 9:00 p.m. we decided to just load up the dogs and head out; I was driving the car and Grandpa, the truck. As we pulled away from our house that we had lived in for over 30 years, I didn't look back...did not look at the house one last time. It was no longer our home and I already had said my good-bye. But, now as I write this, I have tears in my eyes thinking of it. It was our one and only home; the home where the girls grew up in. So, I guess it's to be expected that my heart would be feeling a little sad thinking about it.

Grandpa and I were starting the next chapter in our lives. Yes, it was a BIG move for us but we also knew we were making the RIGHT move.

That's all we needed to know. We have been here in Tennessee for a year now and we never regretted the move and have never looked back. In fact, when we went to visit Wisconsin in April, I realized that HERE is really our home now, because I felt like a visitor while THERE. I didn't even want to go look at our old house; it's not ours anymore. I want to remember it the way we left it; not to see if any changes have taken place to it.

I can honestly say that we are where we belong.....so, my heart will be ok, probably by tomorrow morning on the anniversary of when we arrived at our new home with Shelly and the girls waiting for us.