Saying Goodbye To My Childhood Home

Last month my sister and I took a trip back home to Connecticut. We booked our trip pretty last minute because my brother happened to be in town with his wife. They were visiting from London and we had to take advantage of seeing them while they were in the country. It’s been over a year since we last saw them because, COVID.

We spent our time at home taking long walks, catching up on life, eating all our favorite local meals, watching trash TV, and just hanging out together. I also insisted we spend some time by the water, because when you’re land locked in Colorado, you always appreciate a good, big body of water.

It was also a bittersweet trip back because my parents were in the process of selling our family home. It would be the last time we’d all be together in the house before they moved. While I’m so sad we’ll no longer have our family home, I’m excited for my parents next adventure. It will be a good next chapter for them!

Since my blog is really an online journal in a way, I wanted to make sure I documented a few things that I’ll miss about our home:

The way the light shines through the windows during any time of the day. The house is constantly flooded with warm, natural light. Making it inviting and bright and the wooden floors extra shiny.

The long and pretty steep curvy staircase.

The teal jack and jill bathroom that my sister and I shared. That bathroom housed a lot of our connects, our goofing off and our sister fights. I’ll always remember the time I got mad at her and squeeze a tube of toothpaste in her hair right after she got out of the shower. Sister fighting, at it’s best.

The long upstairs hallway, that as a little girl, I’d tip toe across to get to my parents room at night and tell them that I couldn’t fall asleep. It’d also be the hallway where Dave and I would take some pictures on our wedding day, of me in my grandma’s wedding dress. It will always be a special memory.

The family room that housed two big comfy leather couches, the kind of couches that engulf you and you never want to leave your spot, because you know someone else will be quick to grab it.

The extremely large aloe plants that were slowly taking over my dad’s office. Plants simply thrive in that house.

The big green chair. The big green chair is known for being big and comfy and green and that’s really it. It’d get moved around from the family room to kitchen. It’s so big and cozy and Dave often tried to claim it. I’ve never met a chair like it before.

The living room and really this room was never used because it felt so formal. Our grand piano sat there and it’s where I’d have countless piano lessons. But it’s also where I’ll always have beautiful memories of my mom playing the piano and my grandma sitting there listening.

Christmas dinners in our dining room. Because who uses their dining room for anything else BUT holiday dinners?

The basement that was center stage for some of my dad and Dave’s epic ping pong matches. And where I used to do Jillian Michaels work out videos.

The very tall trees in the backyard.

The big kitchen table where we’d play boardgames, gather around for meals, and where my mom would pull out all the junk food from her cupboard and lay it all out for us to binge on.

Such special memories! We’ll miss this place!