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Thursday-Thank-Yous: July 3rd, 2014

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We picked up the Uhaul this morning at 9:06am. Once home, Greg headed to work and I started unraveling, hauling, sweating as I began to move 100+ boxes and bins. Greg, working from the coffee shop, would check in occasionally. Allof a sudden, my two elderly neighbors stop by.

First, Harold, “I saw you all alone over there hauling things… can I help you?”

I kindly thanked him and said “I’m ok now but I’ll shout if I needed any help.”

I continued to pour sweat. I mean it’s the flipping Florida June heat. Thinking I should reconsider.. I kept on mustering up the the might to haul more boxes. Then… Barbara came over.

“Now, honey, I’m not trying to impede but could you use some help?” In her awesome New Jersey accent. “Harold and I would love to help you.”

Before I knew it, Barbara was wrapping my dishes with bubble wrap and Harold was hauling my dresser. These two wonderful people from New Jersey were the kindest! They must have helped me for at least 2 hours. The three of us made much progress and I’m forever grateful! Before leaving they shared stories of New Jersey back in the 50′s and their2 children. It was an awesome morning.

Thank you Harold and Barbara! Y’all are the best!  -Christina S.

Ready to move.

Ready to move.

Christina, Barbara, Harold and Kids

Thank you Harold and Barbara!

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Throw-Back-Monday: Cleaning House

My parents are moving from my childhood home this week (if the snow stops falling). It was my home for 18 years. They are actually moving less than five minutes from me, so I can’t complain, but there’s still a sense of loss. I won’t ever be able to go “home” again. Depressing? Maybe a little, but it’s been fun, too. Because of their move, I was officially forced to remove any remaining relics of my tenure there, which means I found all the knickknacks I’d been hording for years …

I’m not sentimental, but I am nostalgic. I used to keep a lot of things to remember little moments like all of the notes I passed with friends in school (we didn’t have text messages back then, you know, in all of 1996) or the corsage from my sister’s wedding. It’s hard to part with things that remind you of the times you would never take-back.

Luckily I’d read somewhere last year that if you take a picture of an object, the photograph will actually conjure the same memory and feelings the item evokes. I’d say it works. I couldn’t possibly keep all of that stuff, so I took pictures. I created a visual soundtrack to the movie that is my life, or was, in a small town in Northern Indiana. The result has been fantastic. The photos have helped me remember all sorts of cool (and uncool) things. Continue reading

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