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The movers are here and the truck is filling up.  I haven't wasted a moment feeling sad about the impending move until today When all of a sudden the enormity hit me.

My neighbor came by for a hug.  I said  good-bye to my mailman of so many years.  The house is nearly empty now.  I am having a moment of nostalgia after being flat out busy for the past couple of months.

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  1. We have just moved into a condo after downsizing from a large house. We are so happy to be here and settled hopefully into our forever home.
    We know exactly what you have been going through. So much work.
    Enjoy all the new days ahead of you.

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  2. Yes, it is sad to leave a home you shared with your husband.

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  3. Well when you can feel sadness and nostalgia while moving rather than anger and frustration, that is a sign that all is going well.

    Hope the closing goes well too! Best of luck to you Olga with the move and your new digs.

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  4. Hugs to you - have a good cry and acknowledge the sadness. You had a lot of happy memories in that house. But, it's time to move on. Keep the memories to make you smile in your new home.

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  5. Sadness can be a cleansing emotion. It acknowledges your loss, which you have certainly suffered. Moving on won't be better or worse, just different.
    Sending good thoughts.

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  6. When I sold my home and moved into a small apartment, I was determined not to look back (not for long, anyway.) And, I found that it was surprisingly liberating. I hope you will ultimately be happy with your move.

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  7. Hugs. I understand. You have been a very strong and busy woman throughout this process. I admire you so much for that. You leave with so many memories. Treasure them.

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  8. Hi Olga. I came over from Musing's blog to get acquainted with you. Your blog title is what caught my attention as I am a 65+ year old first time grandma (MiMi) to ONE. He is 5 years old now and the light of my life. I understand your emotions hitting you at the end of everything, it happens to me like that too. I wish you well in your new home.

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  9. Well, moving is a milestone and it should be filled with emotion. I would worry if you did not have some backward thoughts. Day by day you will ease into your new place. I have a friend who is in her 80's and just moved and I am amazed at her ability to adapt. She is my heroine.

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  10. Saying goodbye to all those memories isn't easy. Sending you a hug.

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  11. I'm sending you a cyberhug, Olga. I well remember the feeling when we left our home of 35 years to move to Hawaii. The neighbors all came to see us off. However, then you'll have the adventure of moving into your new home. I'm wishing you many happy days ahead.

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  12. Endings and beginnings. Bittersweet.

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  13. When we moved last year and the house was emptied of our stuff, I looked around and felt that the house didn't care one bit that we were going after 22 years. It was just waiting for the new people. That made me feel better: it's the people, not the place.

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  14. I understand the feelings, a house is a home because of the memories it holds, and it's hard to say goodbye.

    I wish you many years making new memories in the new place. Hope the move goes smoothly.

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  15. Oh this makes me sad remembering some of the wonderful houses I've left over the years but I've always ended up at a new and fun location. Sweet memories of you old house.

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