The Final Days: Saying Goodbye to a House That Held Our Life

Hey Hey Roomies!!

This is it. The final stretch.

In today’s video, I’m taking you along for the last days of this move — the packing, the loading, the closing, the standing in rooms that suddenly echo louder than they ever did before.

There’s something about this stage that feels completely different from “getting ready.” Preparing to move feels productive. Organized. Strategic. But when the truck pulls up and furniture starts disappearing? When your footsteps bounce back at you because the walls are bare?

It hits.

Even when you know you’re doing the right thing… it hits.

Watch the full video here: https://youtu.be/XOVvZJJYTDk

When Rooms Start Echoing

There’s a moment during every move when it stops feeling like a project and starts feeling like a goodbye.

As the last boxes were taped and the truck began filling, I realized how much life these walls have quietly held. Birthdays. Routines. Grief. Laughter. Versions of myself I didn’t even realize were evolving inside this space.

You’ll see a few areas in this video that we didn’t always show — including Alexa’s playroom, her “learning room,” the space where imagination ran wild and afternoons felt slower.

And that’s when it became real.

The Sweetest Goodbye

One of the most emotional parts of this entire transition wasn’t mine — it was Alexa’s.

She chose to say goodbye to the house in her own way. Little pauses in rooms that mattered most to her. Little rituals. And what she called “30 seconds of silence” in each space.

Thirty seconds to stand still.
Thirty seconds to remember.
Thirty seconds to honor what it meant to her.

And let me tell you… strength doesn’t always look loud. Sometimes it looks like a child standing quietly in a room that raised her.

She’s learning something so important right now: feeling sad doesn’t mean you’re ungrateful. It means you loved something deeply.

The People Who Carried Us Through

Moving is never just physical — it’s emotional labor.

And we didn’t do this alone.

From the people checking in with texts and prayers, to the moving team who has truly taken care of us like family… this chapter has been wrapped in support. (And yes, if I eat, you eat — so of course I’m feeding everyone. That’s just how we operate.)

There’s something grounding about realizing you’re held while you’re letting go.

How Memory Lives in a Space

This video isn’t just about moving trucks and closing paperwork. It’s about how memory lives in a home.

A house doesn’t just hold furniture. It holds:
• birthdays
• bedtime routines
• hard conversations
• quiet healing
• spontaneous dance parties
• ordinary Tuesdays that didn’t feel ordinary at all

When you leave a house, you’re not just changing addresses. You’re acknowledging that a version of your life has completed its season.

And that’s tender.

The Hopeful Part

But here’s the beautiful thing.

The new house? It’s already starting to feel like home.

Even with boxes stacked everywhere.
Even with chaos in every corner.
Even with the Christmas tree still up (don’t ask).

There’s a shift happening. You can feel it.

New energy.
New light patterns.
New rooms waiting for laughter.

The old chapter isn’t erased — it’s honored. It built us. It carried us. And now it’s making space for something fresh.

If You’re Carrying Your Own Goodbye

Maybe you’re moving.
Maybe you’re letting go of something else entirely.
Maybe your “goodbye” doesn’t involve a house at all.

I hope this video reminds you that you can hold grief and gratitude at the same time. That you can cry in an empty room and still be excited for what’s next.

You can watch the full final moving update here: https://youtu.be/XOVvZJJYTDk

Thank you for being here through every stage — the decorating, the organizing, the packing, the letting go, and now the beginning again.

As always, roomies…
I look forward to creating with you