The husband and I have already moved out of the house (my in-laws house, actually) last Feb 1 where we have stayed since we got married in December 2006. The house where we have shared bitter and sweet moments, the house that I got so acquainted with. The house that I learned to love as the husband has had wonderful and not so wonderful memories and stories to tell. I then realize that there isn't a need to feel sad in any way as we just transferred to the house where I grew up in. A mere 5-10min drive away, also in the same village. So whenever he'd feel lonely, when he'd feel bored, when he'd miss the place, he could just go there anytime.
And so now, we have moved in. Not into a brand-new house, but in a house where I call HOME. Though with a heavy heart ( reason
here), I am still thankful and glad to be back home. Back to where I feel happy, light, comfortable, and so much more. Exciting coz it feels like we really do own the place and make renovations here and there. We're just lucky that we have moved in to a fully-furnished place and all we need to do is to change old stuff, and add more into it. .
Happy endings, new beginnings... Sadness should end. Let's go ahead and move on.
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