We are excited for her new adventure, but I'm feeling a little sad. As I walked past her room, it is very apparent that the change is for real and I won't be able to leave a light on at night for her to know we care about her and that she has arrived at home safely (when I wake up in the middle of the night...if the light is still on, the children are not home yet!... when it's 3:00 am, I'm in panic mode). I can't ask her to clean the bathroom and vacuum upstairs...since she isn't making any messes anymore. And I will miss the "girl talk" and the late night sewing parties.
I'm glad you decided to live with us for 8 months instead of 4-6 weeks...and please come visit us soon.
Last of the belongings
Remnants of a bedroom dresser in use
We love you, Julie!
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