Life moves on
Tomorrow morning I’m helping my mum to move home.
We will be moving from the house I grew up in for nearly 26 years, and where she has been for nearly 35.
It’s going to be a hard day emotionally. My mums new place is smaller, so there has been a lot of sorting over the last couple of weeks. It’s hard looking through memories that you have kept, and then making the choice as to what to keep and what to loose.
I’ve found many lost memories, and it has made me both sad and happy.
Sad because I forgot them.
Happy that I found them.
I look forward to helping my mum create new memories tomorrow.
