15 years ago, December 30th 2004 my husband (then boyfriend) and I moved to Corpus Christi, Texas. It feels like ever since we moved here I ached to move back to California.
After being here in Texas for a year and half we headed back to California to be married. We got married in Lincoln Ca, at the school house my Greats attended, across from my Great Gdma’s land. It was the LAST time my husband would be back to CA.
The kids and I have made numerous trips back home to visit family. Each time getting harder and harder to come back to Texas. The last time we were there was for my Gdpa’s memorial service. The night before leaving I remember crying and yelling at my dad that it wasn’t alright, I didn’t know when I’d be able to come back and I hated it. We had planned on moving back to Ca but we had been saying that for years.
Recently my husband said he was finally “ready” but we needed to do X, Y and Z! So I have been busting my butt trying to downsize just about ALL of our stuff and fixing up our house. This all while taking care of five kids and working on and building my business. Let me tell you that process has NOT been for the faint of heart. (I’ll be doing a post on that later)
We have officially put our little house on the market, such a bittersweet thing to do. We love this house. I LOVE my green door, shutters and laundry room. This house has been the perfect starter home for us.
Don’t worry we have heard all the cons for moving to California. But we are moving to FAMILY! There is not much to change our minds at this point. I can’t tell you how over the moon my children and I are. We want our kids to grow up with the grandparents and all their cousins.