Saying Goodbye

Well, we are in Little Rock. Not really settled, but as settled as it's going to get for a while. We moved into our one bedroom apartment last Saturday. All of our stuff is in storage in Memphis. Talk about a weird feeling- watching strangers touch and pack EVERYTHING in your house! Our movers were actually great, and we packed all we needed for the time being into our two cars. It was hard to say goodbye to our friends, our church family, our jobs, and our home. Here she is, with a for sale sign in the yard. I wanted to record the home we shared for 4 years. One day Mary Ella can see where she lived for a while. We actually got a contract on the house the DAY we moved! It was on the market for about 8 days. Such a blessing! Please pray that all goes well and we are able to close by the end of June. I have been out with the real estate agent almost every day since we've been in Little Rock with no luck yet. Hopefully we will find one we love as much as 1136 Windrose Circle.

Half bath

This is how Ginger felt about moving. She has been a little stressed lately and is ready to get out of the apartment as much as we are!

Our kitchen- the best part

My island

Desk in the kitchen

Sitting area in kitchen- this is where we lived

Breakfast area

View from kitchen to living room

My chalkboard- this dresser was my great grandmother's. It is going to be in Mary Ella's room as a changing table.

Built-in outside of our bedroom

Our bedroom

Our bathroom

Butler's pantry- We had already packed my crystal and sent it home with my mom. Didn't trust the movers with everything!

Antique door to pantry

Wood ceiling in butler's pantry

Dining room and entry

Living room

We are going to miss our pine floors and built-ins!

View from living room into kitchen

Guest bedroom

Guest bath

Second bedroom- this was going to be the nursery.

Brad's Razorback room

Front door

Our landscaping- we planted the creipe myrtle, roses, and yellow belles. I wish I had a picture of our azaleas in bloom. They were beautiful!

Our rosebush and creipe myrtle- we planted these after hurricane Katrina. One of our trees was uprooted.

My pink hydrangea

Our backyard and deck that Brad built

Our one pine tree

I think this is my bunny. Last summer a guy mowing our backyard disturbed a nest of baby rabbits. He said they all scattered. That night I went out to see what I could find and there was one bunny left huddled in the corner by our fence. I went over and it let me pick it up. I mean it was tiny- probably not more than a couple weeks old. Well it lived in our bath tub, and I bottle fed it every two hours for about two weeks. I named it Bunny and got very attached. It was the sweetest thing, like my baby! Well, we were about to go on vacation, so I couldn't take Bunny with me. Brad decided we should give it to our crazy neighbors, which I did not agree with. They did let me come visit Bunny, and it eventually began eating lettuce and carrots, so I felt better. One day I went next door to check on Bunny and my neighbor told me that one day it was out in the backyard in its cage, and the mama bunny came up to it. She said they opened the cage door and Bunny hopped away happily with its mother off into the sunset. How crazy does that sound? I didn't believe it for a second, and figured the story actually went something like, "We killed your rabbit." I was feeling very guilty, like I failed Bunny as a mother, until this summer. This rabbit appeared in our backyard, and I think it might actually be Bunny all grown up. It does not seem the least bit afraid of humans and lets you get right next to it. So maybe Bunny survived after all! Hopefully the new owners will take care of my sweet Bunny!