The last three weeks have been a whirlwind of craziness–excitement, stress, sadness, happiness, tears, despair. Lots of bittersweet emotions. And I’ve been pulled away from my usual schedule so that’s why I’ve been absent.
I told you how Chloe was in the hospital for a week, then the next week after we prepped to get our home of 7 years on the market to sale. It wasn’t the best week because my kids were on spring break, so it was a little stressful but somehow I pulled it off. Then the following week after that we jetted off to the Virgin Islands for a little family time. It was a last minute trip and we had a wonderful time but my Lucas was sick the entire trip so it put a slight dent in the vacation. Right when we got home my hubby and I have been non-stop house hunting but not in Connecticut. We are relocating to Atlanta, Georgia!
I still haven’t been able to grasp the idea that we are moving down south. Until a month ago, I was pretty settled that we were planting our roots in Connecticut and was comfortable with the idea that my children were going to be raised here. We were even looking at homes to buy in the area, since we’ve outgrown our tiny 1600 sq foot home. But this new job opportunity came up for my husband and we jumped at it. Never in a million years did I think I’d live in Georgia. We have made Connecticut our home for 10 years and love the area and the wonderful friends we have made. We call them our family. But everyone I’ve talked to tells me that I will love Atlanta. I will still have a city…just not New York City, which I will miss so much. And I will have the Florida beaches…not Cape Cod. DisneyWorld is not so far away. And I hear it’s very family oriented. So, never say never. You just never know what life will bring you…or take you.
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