It’s packed and ready. Everything has been disbursed including my sissy coming with a gigantic truck to take her favorite things of my home….for her home.  Couldn’t have wished for anything better.  Son and daughter/law came the same day and filled up their car….same feeling for same people.  Just happy they are happy.

Movers were kind enough to leave the twin beds for us…..still odd because they were in a bedroom we never slept in!  They were and are comfortable and that’s good, cause now they are in the condo for visitors.

Up early and the gigantic truck is outside in our cul de sac.  It’s kind of like a happening….neighbors are being sure they can get in or out and then coming over to say their goodbyes…..We have neighbors on our street that have been their since the house was built…..I remember all of us practically moving in on the same day. That was a happening too…so long ago. One was a doctor, just out of med school and coming to  town to start his new practice.  One was retiring from the Marines and brought his family from Hawaii to live nest door….sight unseen.  We were moving because hubby received a transfer that allowed us to move to this town….lucky us.  Another moved to start his new business…an Italian restaurant….and on and on. Some have moved on, some have moved up, and some have passed…..life, the whole package on one block long street in a town of 5000 that is now 100,000.

The man who moved us was wonderful….all of the scary thoughts I had of moving/breaking/losing, etc. vanished. They were happy, helpful, interested in us and our lives, and our new plans. We laughed, we joked, we learned about each other’s lives.  It was nice.   Our driver……was the #2 driver in the company and we can see why.   He is striving to be #1 and I will do anything I can, to see that it gets done.

Our boxes, furniture, etc. were moved to the front yard for final packing.  I thought I wasn’t too bad of a packer…..I am a 2…they are 10+.  I know, I know, that’s their job.

They finished in a little over 2 hours and were off to weigh my precious belongings…..including scissors and screwdrivers.   After walking thru and rechecking…we vacuumed and closed the door for the last time. It was and still is kind of  hazy.  Years cannot be relived in a second, hour or day. Memories will suddenly fill ones life, caused by a song, or a holiday and times will be as vivid as tho they happened yesterday.

But life is full of change, I know…..I only want the bad to change not the good….and 92592 was way past good…..

Next…the cramming in……what’s left of 2400 sq. ft. to 1000 sq. ft. Yes, I could go on about emotion, about tears, and dreams fulfilled and big trees we planted as saplings. But the 30 years spent in one home, are just too soon to relive…..let me and my heart heal a little and make a new nest in my new home. I’m not the first to leave and won’t be the last…..  later

P.S. Allied Van Lines, Beverly Hills Transfer, Gardena, Ca.