Our apartment is becoming kind of empty and sad looking.  Pictures have been removed from the walls, some of our things are packed, boxes are stacked in our living room.

I was just reflecting on the two and a half years that Funnel and I have spent in this little apartment on John Steven Way.  I came here a month before our wedding, and Funnel moved in when we returned from our honeymoon.  What an exciting time – living together for the first time.  Coming to know each other more fully than we ever could have thought.  It was like those wonderful, much-anticipated sleepovers I had as a little girl, but this time it never had to end.  Best friends, together, all the time.

I am so excited for our next step in our life together and for our new house, but how can I not be a little sad to leave this place?  Our first home together.  Most of the memories I have of our first years of marriage took place between these walls.  Our apartment has seen a lot of love and laughter.  Some “movie moments”.  Some tears and heartache.

I will admit that I am tearing up a little writing this.  It reminds me a little bit of May 6th, 2006.  Funnel’s graduation day (and 24th birthday) and the day we moved him home from Cedarville, where he went to university.  At that time, we were engaged and looking forward to getting married in a few months.  The ride home, a constant stream of tears fell down my face.  It was bittersweet.  Funnel graduating meant that we were closer to getting married, but at the same time, a little piece of my heart felt broken because I would miss that place, where so much of our love story had played out.  I knew we could visit, but it wouldn’t be quite the same.

I am feeling very sentimental and nostalgic tonight.  It seems like the older I get, the more things really move me, and the more I find myself in tears.  Happy tears, sad tears. 

I found this quote a while ago by Brian Andreas, and I really connected with it: “She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful & life was so short.”

Yes, so beautiful.  And gauging by how quickly things seem to be going these past few years, so short.

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