Me and: memories, movers and masses of boxes

Me and: memories, movers and masses of boxes

Just over a week ago now, I packed up and emptied our old house in Edinburgh. A container was filled with the random collection of boxes and furniture that was left behind when we first moved. A final goodbye was said to our home.

I spent the week before the movers arrived packing, sorting and finding. As our house had been rented to friends, our stuff was scattered throughout. It is a strange thing to pack up a kitchen in a house that is no longer yours! It is stranger still to be reminded of the life you had there, to walk through rooms remembering them as they were, but to know that you have moved on. To find yourself comfortable and secure in that decision; even while you are sad to leave behind a house that holds such wonderful memories.

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