Oh, 312. My heart aches closing this chapter but I know it's time. Two young married kids moved into this little house 9 summers ago. We had some growing up to do and became adults here. We've poured our hearts, creative minds, and so much work into making you a home; it's been exactly everything a first home should be. Overall, it's been a really happy place. We had some of the best days with our trio Henry, Alex and Molly, and then our puppy Edison. We did so many projects where we learned about tools, paint, plumbing and more. We dreamed of our future and celebrated milestones and accomplishments in life along the way like college graduations, careers, more school, medical school days and medical school graduation. I will miss everything about this house- the kitchen, the bedrooms, the closet Tony rebuilt for me, my gardens... And I know it's silly, but I'll even miss my bathroom, the place where I could close the door and relax in a hot bath and the place where, on two special days, I took pregnancy tests and saw two double lines and cried. And then, there's the most important thing about this house- We brought home two beautiful baby boys and started a family here. Over the years it got a little messier with kids but it only got happier. Tomorrow we move into a new home where we will make even more memories, but we will never forget this special home and all the love and memories that we had here. We love you, little home. I hope over the years other people can find happiness, love and memories here like we did.
Here's a little walk down memory lane in pictures. The first time we saw the house we climbed through a broken back window. Tony had just come home from Iraq and we were going to need a place to live when we moved back to Norman to finish our undergrad degrees. THIS is what we wanted. I still remember the drive on the highway back to Tulsa both being so giddy with excitement and hopeful that we could get it and dreaming of all the work we could do to it.
We got it and WORK WE DID. This will always be the beloved little home of our younger years.
2008: We crawled through a broken window and saw this. Not our stuff, by the way... just stuff left when it was abandoned. There was trash, disgusting messes, a big grease (maybe) spot in the middle of the living room, wall paper borders, holes punched and kicked in the walls. BUT SO MUCH POTENTIAL.
We (mostly Tony) lived on a pallet on the floor for about a month or two while we got it ready to move in. We cleaned and scrubbed like never before, painted, got new carpet, and gathered all the hand-me-down furniture and decor we could to make it homey. I also started learning that I liked having gardens.
Many many years passed. My decorating styles changed and we slowly were able to make it the home we wanted. We did soooo many projects. The second extra bedroom went from a messy college kid space, to a study room, to a nursery. The backyard saw 4 awesome dogs, a vegetable garden, kids learning to play and so much more.
And this is where we leave it after 9 years.
(Realtor photos and some of the colors (bricks on house, carpet, and laundry room paint color) are really enhanced.)
