I know I have mentioned it before, but I’ll go ahead and mention it again. I was born in Indiana, my parents were born and raised in Indiana, and basically all of my family(for at least the majority of my life) lived in Indiana. Every holiday, summer vacation, spring break, and on were spent visiting my grandparents there. We have family all over the state, so I’ve seen a lot of it, but my grandparents(both sets) live in Anderson, so that is where I have spent most of my time.
I talked about it last month after our trip to Florida, but my Pa is incredibly sick. So we’ve been visiting them and helping them get things taken care of. They have a home in Florida that they are ready to live in 100% of the time, so they are preparing their Indiana home to be put on the market.
They have that whole one house…two houses worth of stuff dilemma happening, so they asked if my brother and I could come and take some things that they wanted us to have. A few bedroom sets for Cameron, a garage full of tools for Jim, odds and ends and sentimental things for me.
We rented a big Penske truck and drove from Joplin to Anderson on Friday. A trip that normally takes us around 8 hours took us a full 11. Who knew traveling with two kids would add so much time to your traveling….oh wait…everyone knows that. The girls were amazing. Total troopers. But, it was still an incredibly long and tiring day.
On Saturday we did all of the loading of the truck(and unloading of their Florida truck) along with hitting up our two very favorite food stops while we were in town- Gene’s Root Beer Stand and Pizza King, naturally.
On Sunday we went to church together, visited with family, and then we started the 11 hour drive back home.
It was one of those trips where we really didn’t do anything overly “special” and so I didn’t pull out my camera a single time- and on the drive home I was bemoaning to Jim how much I regret that! I wish I had taken pictures of the girls playing in the living room and in the back yard. I wish I had taken photos of them in their church clothes in front of the house. I wish I had taken pictures of them sitting at the table in the dining room just like I did every meal for years. But, I didn’t. I lived it instead, and will just have to cherish those memories while I still remember them.
In more upbeat news, Miss Mabel decided to save her very first proper crawls for Mimi & Pa’s lush carpet. It was so exciting! We all cheered her on like crazy and that girl is finally starting to think that maybe she’d like to get around on her hands and knees instead of scooting and sliding everywhere.
It was an absolute whirlwind of a trip. It went by so much faster than I would have liked it to. I wish we could have stayed longer, but I’m so thankful for the time that we did get to have.
It was definitely an emotional trip for me, having grown up moving from home to home all of my life, my grandparents house has always been a constant place for me to return to. I know that they need to consolidate and that now is definitely the time to do so, but driving away from that house was incredibly hard for me. Knowing that I will never go inside it again. That my girls will never actually remember it. It breaks my heart to know the circumstances of why we have to say goodbye to this home and it hurts to see such a tangible reminder of time marching right on.
Of course, things are just things. And stuff is just stuff. And people are what is important. And we have more than enough of that to love on and be thankful for.