Sigh...I have to say I'm just about done feeling stuff (JK) smile.

So today we had realtor over to walk through house to finally get it put on market. Seemed to be going well at first until I noticed my D7 get quiet and kind of pull away. When we all went upstairs to look around D7 went into her room and shut her door. W, oblivious as always, thought she was just getting it picked up. I slid in there because it didn't seem right and D7 started crying as soon as she saw me walk in. I shut the door and just held her. She said she didn't want to move away and didn't want someone else having her room. I told them to give us a few minutes to pick it up and just stood there hugging her. When she stopped crying I asked her what it was that was really bothering her because she seemed excited for a new house. I asked the question to allow her to talk about it. She said she doesn't want to sell the house because it's where all her family memories are and they'll be gone when we move. I explained to her that she'll always have the memories we had here together, reminded her of some memories she has that didn't occur at the house, and told her she'll get new memories that can be even better. She made me promise this then wiped her face, gave me a huge hug and told me she loved me, then left the room and told them they could take pics of her room. It took EVERYTHING I had to not break down when I was in there alone. How is a 7 year old mature enough to even have these thoughts???

On one side it completely ripped my heart out to see her in pain while on the other side it felt good to be able to comfort her and show her strength and hope for our future.


Even with that heartache I'm still doing better than last several days. Had killer workout at lunch which usually helps me get my mind straight. Also felt good to show D7 unflinching strength and seeing the relief in her face made me feel like I'll get them through this.


Personality is who the world sees, character is who you are

Turn your trials into your testimonies

Don't believe everything you think

Expectations are resentments waiting to happen