Good News, Good Smiles, Good Tears

It is a great day to create another post. We had an offer made on the Ten Sleep house, and after a million pages of faxing negotiations, we have it sold. We will be the owners of ONE house (in Montana) on May 31st. As I was searching for pictures to post of the house, I took a tearful trip down memory lane and have shed many tears before being able to type this. Here are a few (of the many that I wanted to) that I would like to share with everyone.
Stuart celebrated his first birthday in that house. It has come along way since this picture was taken. He does not remember the Worland house, but he has some very fond memories of this one and tells me quite a bit that he wants to go back.
We had many great days of playing in the spring snow. This picture reminds me of the storm that hit and took down many tree limbs. What a wet and heavy snow shoveling that was. The sidewalk was a birthday gift for me and it will forever hold the footprints of Macy and Stuart. I made breakfast burritos for the workers that poured it for us.
The kid's first sand box. They were so excited to play in it and spent every chance they got in it. Stuart was in the hospital when Popi filled the box with sand (while he was picking up Macy from Zent's house since we were only going in for a doctors appointment), and the first day that we had some sunshine they were out playing in it.
It was also the first house for Fiona Belle. She won't remember it, but it is always hard to leave the houses that the babies first called home.

We will also be leaving behind many good friendships (they'll have to continue to be long distance ones). We did kind of leave them a while ago, but now it just seems so much more permanent. That little community did a wonderful job of welcoming us into it and that makes it hard to leave. We'll miss the friends, the librarians, the daily walks to the post office, and the safety that was always felt there. Grady served his first (and hopefully only) political office there, and helped build the ever famous Fiber to the Home project and kept quite a few customers happy there. I began my church family in Ten Sleep and must say that it isn't quite the same without them. I was baptized in the creek in front of so many family and friends....a memory I will never forget. Macy was in her first and only parade on the Fourth of July. I was reintroduced to scrapbooking and a whole new form of it.

It's been a wonderful few years. I've got so many pictures that I've looked through today and they will be a perfect reminder to the place we called home for just over two years. I do miss that town, or more so the community there. I hope and pray that we will be able to make some friendships here like those that we've left. Thank you Ten Sleep for being so wonderful to us.