Last night was bittersweet. Seated in a circle, some of us on the bare hardwood floors, other on the empty hearth, we ate our last meal together at our house. With pizza on plates that we had propped on our laps, we shared our favorite memories of the house.
Keith: Putting up the tire swing for the girls and watching them play
Autumn: The first time she met Caroline when Annie brought her home
Destiny: Camping out
Me: Bringing Callie home
There are a million more memories I could write about. The girls ended the evening by taking the dog outside, running through the yard and taking one more swing on the tire swing. It was a good way to end the evening.