The time has come for us to leave what I really think of as our "first home". Although this is not the first place we have lived or even where we brought home our first child, it is where we became a family. Three of my four kids have been brought home from the hospital here, Grandma would come and have dinner here on our nights to tend. We've had many birthday parties and family dinners here, we've learned out to take care of our own house and yard, and all the good, bad, and ugly that come from it. We have grown not only physically as a family, as in more people, but also emotionally and spiritually. There have been days filled with overwhelming happiness, tearful pleading, frustrated yelling, and hours of creating memories.
As much as I'm looking forward to moving, and having more space, being closer to Dave's work as well as friends and family, I am feeling very nostalgic about leaving. We have had amazing opportunities given to us because of living here, that I'm not sure would have come a long if we lived somewhere else. The love and support we gotten form our ward over the last six years is more then I could have dreamed of, especially with Bailey.
I will also have fond memories of this house the memories that have been made, but I am ready to move on to the next stage of our life and make new memories in a new location. Good-Bye Madsen Ln, Thanks for everything!