Well, it's official: my parents moved into their new house today.
It was the first time they've moved since buying their previous house in 1979. Before that, my grandparents owned the house. They bought it in 1967 when my dad was still in school!
It was the house my brothers and I grew up in for 20+ years, and the one we always came back to as adults.
This is what my house looked like growing up
A more recent shot, after renovations
The front porch, where all major holidays, gatherings, and occasions were documented via photos.
It is so odd to think that I'll never have a reason to drive past my high school again. Or my old dance studio, or mall, or even the neighbors' houses.
Unless it's to check up on the new owners. You know, just to make sure they're treating our old house right. :)
Congratulations Mom and Dad! I'm so excited you have a beautiful new house to call home!


