Mother's Day weekend was full of activities and surprises. Steve flew home and we attended Kaycee's 13th dance recital Saturday night and Baccalaureate Sunday for Seth. Saturday morning as I was busy doing around the house and asking Steve 101 questions about the new house and upcoming move I received one of the biggest surprises I have ever had. Mid-morning I spotted a pretty pink envelope with my name on it. I looked at it for a minute, then slowly picked it up thinking "was I suppose to find this now?" Those of you that know me, also know that the card didn't lay there long. I could tell there was something in it, but didn't open it until I found Steve and asked if I could open it or did I have to wait.
I opened the card to find keys taped to the most beautiful handwritten note. Steve thought he was going to have to pick me up off the floor when I realized that was the key to my new house. You see we were to close on it Tuesday, but he received a call Friday morning and everything was ready, so they asked if he wanted to come by before he flew home for the weekend. He said trying to keep it a surprise was rather difficult as I was asking so many questions about the house, the upcoming closing and the move.
One week from today I will get to use that key to open the door to our home and a new chapter in our life will begin. The movers will be here Wednesday to start packing and plan to have us loaded no later than Saturday and then we are off to Georgia. I will spend Memorial Day getting things ready for delivery on the 30th.
This past weekend we watched as Seth received his High School diploma. He will soon be leaving home for Louisiana Tech majoring in Engineering.
May has been a busy, but wonderful month full of special memories. . . My Birthday, Kaycee's last dance recital here, Seth graduating, and Mother's Day. I can't wait to see what next May brings!
Until next time. . .keep all of us in your thoughts and prayers as we prepare to leave our home of 17 years. We have some wonderful memories here and emotions are running on high.
Debbie
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