It's time. It's been time for quite some time. But now it's really time.
My motto the past 2 weeks has been, "If you cut your hair short, you can't wear it in a pony tail."
So in other words, if we want to get rid of the pool in the backyard, we need to move.
Several months ago I asked each of my four sons individually what was the smell of their childhood.
Three of my four had the answer, "chlorine."
But they have all been gone over a decade now. Dennis continues to clean the pool.
He continues to treat it and keep it going, for what? No one uses it.
So since the pool can't leave us, we must leave the pool. And our three back yards.
It's that big out there.
However....how do I walk away from this....my sons' growth chart in our closet since 1990.
I could never paint over it. The new people will have to do that.
a little close up of it...
The realtor said we need to remove all family pictures. We did that.
I'm sure she does not want Tyler's scriptures left on the back of his door either.
He put these up way back when he was a teenager. He's 30 now.
He put the House Rules on his door too.
(I blurred out his private goals to himself.)
And then there's this....
After Tyler got a degree from BYU he went back to school at Utah State to get an additional degree
in math. Dennis would keep track of his schedule.
On any given day back then he could tell me what class Tyler was in and where it was.
He's had this up in his office for years....
Also this map of Tyler's classes on campus.
Not sure why he kept extra copies of the campus map.
Just in case someone someday asked for one?
You might say Dennis is an involved Dad. Even to those sons not born to him.
But off the wall they have to go.
But not yet. Can't do it yet.
First, I have to get rid of this image....
This is how they looked when we moved in 26 years ago!
People move everyday.
I know 3 families who are moving this week and they act like it's no big deal.
To us, it's a big deal.
Den and I had been praying about this ever since we got married 16 years ago.
And now it's time.