About two weeks ago, my dad and stepmom found out they would be selling their house. And moving. Soon.
Like this Friday soon.
So here I am, back in North Carolina for my best friend's wedding, going through bunches of old stuff, taking what I want and leaving what I don't want to or can't bring with me.
Like these roses. Dad and Wendy put a lot into making their backyard gorgeous. I could say all the stuff you usually say about how we never really appreciate these things until they're gone, but it always goes that way, right? Of course it's bittersweet, but it comes down to this: it's time for a new chapter. I'm happy to get to watch them begin it.
Happily, the roses we cherish most of all we don't have to leave behind.
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