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Today I had to say goodbye.
Goodbye to something that made me feel safe.
Goodbye to a place I've known for the last 17 years.
A place I'm familiar with.
A place that has had super exciting days.
The days I've been excited about life.
A place that has seen me at my lowest.
The days I felt like I couldn't get out of bed.

I'm moving.
Moving to an amazing home.
A home I think I'm not good enough to have.
A home that will be my safe place for the next chapter of my life.
A home I'm going to continue to grow old in with my husband.
A home that has an amazing craft studio and office.

I'm afraid.
Of what?
Of everything.

I want to feel settled.
I'm not settled and that makes me uncomfortable.
I need to feel safe.
I need to feel settled.

I'm grateful to have an opportunity to move.
An opportunity to grow.
I'm going to try my best to love the new place just as we have loved this one.

I'm loved.
I'm grateful.
I'm scared.
I'm happy.
I'm sad.

Goodbye to the house on H street.