There's No Place Like Home

Well, it took nearly five months, but we did it. We sold our home in Vermont and are officially moved into our new place here in NH. Our patience was tested many times, but the whole transition was a good time for all of us. The kids got to spend lots and lots of time with their MM and Ernesto and I even got to go on a few dates. If you've got to be stuck in limbo, my mom's house is the place to be. It has all the comforts of home and then some. Now that we are in our new house we are finding ourselves amazed at how quickly this is feeling like home. Maybe it's because we're familiar with the surrounding areas, having lived in New Hampshire for five years already or maybe it's the neighborhood children who came over the first night and welcomed us. I don't think I've ever encountered such a nice, polite group of 10 year-olds in my life. Guess there are some good parents somewhere around here, too. Maybe it's that we've got all our stuff here in the house and it feels familiar to us. Of course it could be just that we're home with each other, no matter where we are. Perhaps that's why David and Sofia dealt so well with all of this. They know that wherever we are all together, that's what we call home. Because it just feels right. Yeah, it's schmaltzy, I know. I'm feeling sentimental.

Then again, maybe it's just the Duraflame burning...