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For sale

My parents live in the same house that they built when my mom was pregnant with me, and no one in my family really did much moving when I was younger, so I have a hard time letting houses go.

When each set of grandparents sold their house in Florida, it was sad, and I didn't like it.

When my Mamaw and Papaw sold their house in Auxier (the house that my mom had grown up in) to move to Grayson, it was sad, and I didn't like it.

Yet somehow, seeing the For Sale sign in Gurnie's yard when I was home this weekend was the saddest.  It's not like I didn't know it was happening.  When she died in September, we'd talked about selling the house.  When the family got together at the end of October to go through the things in the house, we talked about selling the house.  Over the past few months, I've often talked to Mom and Dad about things they were doing to the house to get it ready to sell.  When they had the estate sale a couple of weekends ago, I knew selling t…


I saw this picture on the Post Secret app (back when Post Secret had an app) and it really resonated with me.  I took a screen shot, set it as wallpaper on my phone, uploaded it to my Facebook, and even broke my "Why is your profile picture not of YOU?" rule and set it as my profile pic for a while.

And today, on Valentine's Day, I really realize how true this is. My heart is full.  It is. I don't think I even knew how full it was until yesterday, but it really is.  I have the best friends a girl could want (even better ones than when I've said that before), a family that loves me (and makes me laugh) and a life that somewhere out there, someone is envying.

I'm happier than I have been in a while (exponentially happier than I was this time last year) and I have learned more about myself in the last year than maybe in the previous 30+ combined. I know what I want and what I don't want.  And I am okay if I find it or if I don't.

So my big Valentines p…