As I closed the door for the final time I thought about all that had happened in that house... the only house Jordan has ever known. The house where he took his first steps and spoke his first words. The house where Angelica learned to ride a bike and where she came home to after her first day of school.
We moved out of a house that was filled with love. I hope we are just as blessed in our new home and even though Karon and I are sad, we are excited for the next set of memories that will be made.