I haven't moved house in three years. This is the longest stretch of time I've spent in the same place since I was in high school. As I started boxing up things today, I got a bit nostalgic. Three years! This was the first home Bob and I shared together. I've had three birthdays and one Christmas here. Bob hid the engagement ring from me in this house before proposing. We've had an ever changing revolving door of flatmates, we've grown veggies in the garden, we've cooked hundreds of meals...all the things that go along with living life. And the parties we've had! Yes, some great times have been had in this house. We've had some tough times too, but mostly, it's been good. Here is a little snapshot of our time on Wheturangi Road.





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Saturday, August 28, 2010
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Oh Erin, I know what it's like to leave a home that has a ton of memories, a home that feels like it's a part of you, of your relationships! I wish you luck and many more happy memories where you are landing!! .. and I reposted with my own name, so you would know who the hell I was lol ;)
Love your new blog layout! As a person who has moved 6 times in the 7 years Ryan and I have been married, I am awash with empathy for you. It's hard to say goodbye to a place, but at least your memories are forever.
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