Moving Moving.

Today is the last day, in the morning I collect the keys that will unlock the door to our future and over the course of the next week, culminating in a big push on Mothers Day, we move house.





I always find moving a bit emotional. Your home, the rooms that form the back drop to your family’s life, almost become an extra member of that family. They smell right, or rather they seem not to have a smell, so familiar has it become that your brain forgets to notice it.

The walls that surround me have seen a lot in this past five and a bit years. The woman who moved in was a little highly strung, having just left a marriage and being about to embark on what would prove to be a very happy new relationship. The present was a mixture of tears for the past and hope for a better future. The rooms of this flat were almost empty – two deck chairs, a bed for each of us, a starter pack of plates from Argos.

In my time here I gained a lot of furniture and bits and bobs, a live in partner and a son. My bloke and I grew our love here, drunken nights and lazy days in bed when my older two were elsewhere, graduating to a more sober love and him moving in properly, bins and housework, less rum, daily slog, but still the love, and then our baby.

I look around the lounge and remember bringing our newborn boy home, just 5 hours old. Sitting on the sofa with my other half, gazing at this new little person with wonder. Now that same boy is still with me on the sofa as I type, but is playing a game on the Wii U, bouncing up and down, talking ten to the dozen. The walls here heard his first words, the carpets cushioned his first steps.

My middle boy grew gangly here, he lost his baby teeth here, he learnt the words ‘verdant’ and ‘placebo’ and all manner of other magnificent vocabulary. He grew from not much more than toddler to pre-teen, from tantrums to this current pleasant period of calm before the teenage storm.

My girl ran the gamut of her teens in this house. Her bedroom door miraculously still clings to its hinges. I found her braces in a bathroom drawer when clearing yesterday, no longer needed for her beautiful smile. She is an adult now, our new house will be more temporary for her than the rest of us, and we are both feeling the sadness mixed with excitement as she prepares to head to university in September. This will be the last house we will have always lived in together, in a few short months the new house will see me without her under my roof for the first time in 19 years. I will miss her, god I will miss her, but am so proud of what she is choosing to do with her life.

I didn’t like this place when I viewed it. It was cold, tired and unfamiliar. I took it as I had no other option. Turns out it just needed a family to fill it. We have laughed here, loved here, grieved here. We have argued, made up, hugged, danced and sung here.

In a week or so’s time it will return to the blank canvas it was when I first saw it. I will cry, probably, as I shut the door that last time. Of course all the things that made it a home are coming with us, and we will be happy in our new place, but I am a sentimental so and so and my bladder is too near my eye. I will have a brain produced montage of all the things that have happened under the protection of these walls and a small weep, then I will buy flowers for our new house and start a new chapter.

Can you thank a building? I doubt it, but anyway house, thanks for letting us be part of your history. You have stood for over 200 years – we searched the old census records once, finding the names of families who lived here over a century ago. We have added our names to that list, and maybe one day someone will search and find us. We were happy here.

Love Miss Cisco XXX



    • March 5, 2015 / 9:38 am

      Haha am sure we can manage a BBQ, and am so looking forward to having a garden! And if I am this sentimental after 5 years I cannot imagine how hard it will be for you if you have to move 🙁 xx

  1. March 5, 2015 / 9:37 am

    Love this post, poignant, but also full of hope and endless possibilities! Can’t wait to read and see the new house. Good luck on the move! 🙂 x
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    • March 5, 2015 / 9:39 am

      Thank you – am looking forward to it – just having a 5 minute wobble as I look around this place x

  2. March 5, 2015 / 10:14 am

    It is always emotional moving, especially when you have so many memories of your children there. I am sure you will create lots of new memories in your new house! Good luck with the move.
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  3. March 5, 2015 / 10:15 am

    It is always emotional moving, especially when you have so many memories of your children there. I am sure you will create lots of new memories in your new house! Good luck with the move!
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  4. March 5, 2015 / 11:03 am

    I always get very emotional moving home but then I need to remind myself that its the memories that made it home and they can go with me anywhere x
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  5. March 5, 2015 / 1:15 pm

    It’s difficult to leave behind your child’s first home I think. We are very settled where we are now after 3.5 years, but I still miss the old place.
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  6. March 5, 2015 / 4:34 pm

    Oh yes, totally with you on the emotional connection to homes thing, in fact it’s kind of weird not to I think… good luck saying goodbye to the old bricks n mortar and hello to the new home!

  7. March 5, 2015 / 4:57 pm

    This is such a lovely post – houses and our homes hold so many memories, good and bad… good luck with your move and hope you will be happy in your new abode x
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  8. March 5, 2015 / 8:46 pm

    What a beautiful, emotional post. You made a house (well a flat) a home and you will do the same with the new one
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  9. March 5, 2015 / 11:57 pm

    That is a fine little post and I feel quite emotional too now! It is a huge thing moving house and what a beautiful way of seeing it; I guess we all take our homes for granted until we have to leave them.
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  10. March 6, 2015 / 8:49 am

    What a lovely post. Your house has seen you through some happy times and moving is an emotional time that makes you look forward and backwards. Good luck to you all with the move and hope you are all just as happy in the new place. X
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  11. March 6, 2015 / 2:34 pm

    Here’s hoping your new home will be filled with many more happy memories. I’m sure your daughter will come home again once she’s left – the uni holidays are incredibly long and she’ll appreciate a few home comforts after the delights of living in halls. Good luck to you all x
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  12. March 6, 2015 / 6:29 pm

    Oh this is so beautifully written and I completely know how you feel. I always feel emotional leaving somewhere, no matter how excited I am to move on to the next place. I am desperate to move at the moment but know I’ll probably be emotional if that day comes. Good luck with the move, I hope it goes really well and I bet the new place will be happy to have you there!
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  13. March 8, 2015 / 8:22 pm

    Lovely post…We had to move from the house of my dreams just over three years ago and I was amazed at how much a home is where your family is and not really the walls ( although I do miss the house) Lots of changes for you…hope it goes well. x
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  14. March 9, 2015 / 9:47 am

    congratulations on finding your new home – its always sad to leave but also the beginning of a brand new adventure
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  15. March 9, 2015 / 6:30 pm

    Moving is always hard but I am sure you will create a tons of new memories in your new house.
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  16. Anna Colins
    June 2, 2015 / 10:52 am

    Hello, Sonya 🙂 Your story filled my eyes with tears because I felt what I suppose you’d been feeling while writing this post. You are an amazing writer! I’m sure you’ve already made the new place a comfortable, warm, filled with laughter home and got used to the new atmosphere. Wish you and your family all the best!

  17. August 26, 2015 / 2:24 pm

    This is the hardest and most emotional process of moving.. the feeling, the nostalgia… remembering all the most wonderful and the most awful moments we had between these walls! I know what you men, no matter that I experienced it in a different way. My parents had to move to a smaller house as me and my brother moved out and left them with an empty nest. When I went to help them pack all their belongings I felt like crying because we have to leave this house forever. it is so sad that life passes so quickly and we have to move on and leave behind the places that hold our most precious memories!

  18. Vivian M
    October 9, 2015 / 3:34 pm

    I can tell your children are blessed with an amazing mom. You write very well and know how to keep a person interested. Thanks for the amazing post. I’ll definitely share it with all my friends – you deserve a lot of credit for what you do!

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