It feels so strange and exciting. I've been packing up the apartment all day; folding hundreds of clothes I forgot we even owned, wrapping up decorative items,duct taping huge boxes and attempting to stack them in the center of the dining room, and... crying.
Although we are both so excited and thrilled about the beginning of our new lives together in our own home, it's so sad and so hard to realize that this part of out life is over. We have made a place for ourselves here in the mountains. We have been blessed with waking up above the treetops and between the clouds every morning for the past year and a half. We have had many hardships here, but we also have so many beautiful memories and I know that a part of us will always remain in the mountains of North Carolina.
Don't get me wrong, I have never felt more ready to have a home and a full life with the fiance. I cannot stop thinking about it and planning every little thing. We are officially moving in Monday. Just five days away. Unreal, right?
Mom goes in to work at 5:30 every morning. I miss mornings with her. Drinking that first cup of coffee. We always made that first cup the best. Half hot cocoa, half coffee and cream for me, topped off with whipped cream. We would watch the news together and just relax. I figure, if I wake up at 4:30 or 4:45, I can spend enough time with her and really enjoy that first cup of coffee.
We actually watched this episode of Ally McBeal just about two weeks ago. This scene reminded us of those mornings and that first cup of coffee. It made me miss it even more.
The fiance doesn't really like to wake up as early as I do. I guess that is why I am so excited to get to enjoy them with someone again. Once Mom goes off to work around 5:30, I plan on going for a run until 6:00 or so. Then, by the time I get back and shower, my lovely fiance will finally be awaking from his slumber and we can have breakfast together. Just the thought of those mornings get me so excited about going home.
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