It's funny how much of your life can fit into boxes. Packing paper from our first move to Alabama is strewn about the floor. Sharpie markers in various colors litter the counters. The sound of tape stretching across a cardboard box signals the end of something. And it signifies the beginning of something.
I never thought we'd stay here or that I could fall in love. But moving day is almost here, and I really just couldn't be more thrilled to begin another journey in our new home.
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