MOMENTS THAT MATTER | JULY 2016
In the weeks leading up to our move, I thought I had it all sorted. I was organised - in a kind of irritating, little bit OCD, ‘Bec’ kind of way. I was quietly proud of how well I'd planned it all to go...
The night before we moved, our eldest said to me “I can’t believe we move house tomorrow! It feels like a dream. A fantastic, wonderful dream!!” and I felt as excited as she was. In my head, it would be easy. I pictured us waving goodbye to our old home and then laughing and giggling together in excitement as we unpacked each carefully labelled box into its allocated room. I was sure we’d be settled in no time...
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