August 1, 2011

remembering.

Moving has forced us to take stock of our things, to gather and remember and size up our belongings. It's one of my favorite parts of the packing process--discovering what's been tucked away in the corners of our space, whether it's been hidden or kept safe or forgotten somewhere. We've unearthed some things that made us laugh (a giant stash of bug spray from Bonnaroo) and some things that made us really laugh (my old junior high journals) and some things that made us simply sigh--or, in my case, cry--with gratitude.

Several things fell into that last category, the gratitude part of the bunch. Old concert tickets, dusty Polaroids, champagne corks and birthday cards and road trip mixes: little slices of our life together, of our first years sharing a space, of our last years before marriage.

Things are bittersweet, of course. New beginnings always mean there will be endings, too--an entire series of them, in our case. We're attached to this apartment, the one we're leaving. I keep thinking back to when we first moved in, to when a card table served as our dining room table and we slept on an air mattress for weeks. To living room picnics pre-couches and piles of clothes pre-dressers. To empty kitchen cabinets and blank, frame-free walls. To that before time, when the apartment was bare and waiting for us to breathe life into it.

And we did. Eventually, gradually, the space become a home. We accumulated dishes and vases and mirrors, original art and a Christmas tree. At some point, we even put together a guest basket of toiletries and towels and magazines... I mean really--what could be more home-y than that, right?

All this is to say that I am thrilled to be starting over, yes.
But I'm also nostalgic, and wistful, and just a little bit sad to be leaving.

So it goes.

(Photo: My Flickr)

12 comments:

Pia Zwegers said... [Reply to comment]

Good morning!

Perfectly written post. Although my fiance and I are not packing, we have been working through boxes of things from college, wedding gifts and hand-me-downs from family, so that we can make room for guests to stay for our wedding. Who knows... maybe we will be turning that room into a nursery in a year's time! But It is definitely fun to see what types of things you come across along the way. What an adventure.

All the best with your move and new beginnings!
xoxo
-Pia

Hannah J. Holmes said... [Reply to comment]

Moving always feels this way for me, a little wistful and sad, even if I am excited for a new beginning, saying goodbye to old times is simply part of the process :)

becky said... [Reply to comment]

This made my heart ache a little bit, you know. Both for the emotion--rawness of it--and for the expression of it. Such a beautiful collection of words, strung together, poised. I love it.

Hannah Elizabeth said... [Reply to comment]

This post was really magical for me, because I've been moving a lot lately (about 4 times in the last two years) and I always wonder if I'll be able to land my feet anywhere long enough to make a home like the one my mom made. Thanks for showing me it's possible :-)

BTW, I found my Jr. High diaries this weekend too! Random! Just sayin, if you want to ever put some of the more touching excerpts I would LOVE to read them. I was absolutely hysterical (very over-dramatic but who isn't) but there was a point I wrote about imagination that was kinda sweet.

Allie said... [Reply to comment]

Moving can seem daunting and stressful yet, like you said, you find such wonderful treasures in the process. Plus, the adventures of moving to a new place can be thrilling so I hope your new adventure is just that.

Kristina said... [Reply to comment]

Moving is so bittersweet, always. But at the same time, there is so much excitement to be looking forward to! :)

ashleigh said... [Reply to comment]

you guys will be able to make the new apartment a home, and you will be planning your wedding in this one; you will have so many new memories to join those old memories;
you will never forget im sure =]
i am so excited for you to move in and fill this new house with decorations and life =]
congrats girl =]


on a side note;
what kind of camera do you use?
xo
ashleigh

stephanie said... [Reply to comment]

That's how I'm feeling right now too. I just moved out of my first house and I'm sad to leave it, but excited for new things. xo

missy. said... [Reply to comment]

at least you have the stuff from this apartment to take with you to the new one, which means you get to take a little bit of home with you. :)

Laura Marie said... [Reply to comment]

@Hannah Elizabeth Haha oh man, not sure about sharing the junior high diary entries, but that is one hilarious possibility... I may just have to!

Anna said... [Reply to comment]

I am still in the no-furniture/air mattress stage...oh the joys! My little sister (age 9) found my grade school journal in my old room at home. She was like "don't worry, I didn't read it" and then started quoting passages. As in, she memorized them.

Seek First said... [Reply to comment]

Wonderfully written post. You captured perfectly the sadness of things ending but the hope and excitement of new things to come!

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