My Moving Story Part 2 and More

First of all, thanks to all who left very supportive comments or sent me emails on my first moving post. I appreciate them very much and enjoyed some of your experiences too. A couple of you mentioned, "I hope the worst part is over..." Hehehe... Believe or not, there is more to tell. Now when I look back at it, it is kind of funny and I can laugh about it (also, there is something I can write on my blog to share!), though, at the time it wasn't funny at all.

So, after we packed everything and the movers took our stuff to the storage unit, we still had a lot to do. We had a couple more days to pack other things we need to take to my in-laws, clear out the food from the refrigerator and pantry. Also, the storage we rented didn't allow us to store food items or paint and such. We decided to rent a small U-Haul truck to take all of our food storage items and more the next day. We were so tired and decided to crash that night...

The next morning came... and guess what. Mr. TRH got sick. A week before that, one of our kids got the stomach flu and we guessed that that's what he got. He was so pale and weak and I told him to stay home. I thought I could do as much as I can by myself in my minivan (I can't drive other cars with my prosthetic leg) but he insisted in coming along. As soon as we got to the house though...he rolled on the carpet with a bucket. I felt so bad for him, but at the same time I was thinking to myself "Really? Why now, bahhhh!".

Long story short, the next day he was feeling so much better and we were able to do everything we needed to do before the deadline. Phew! Although, it would have been so much harder if it wasn't for our neighborhood friends who came over and helped me to carry stuff out to the garage. There is no way that I could have done it all by myself. Thank you SO MUCH you two!

After we moved in with my in-laws I still had lot to do to situate ourselves and belongings. A couple days later, we celebrated my mother-in-laws birthday and that same night we received a phone call from one of Mr. TRH's aunts saying that his grandmother wasn't doing well. I am not going to go into details, but the next day we all went to see her. Many of her children, some of her grandchildren, and some of her great grandchildren were there. Then, surrounded by her loved ones she took her last breath and passed away.

She used to live in a different state, and I didn't really get to know her, although I am extremely grateful for her and how she lived her life. Because of her, my mother-in-law is here, then Mr. TRH and my children. I feel a strong bond to her through them. It was a very sad and tender moment, but also it was so wonderful to see everybody how they interacted with each other, shared stories about great grandmother and laughed while we cried. They all are her legacy and I am so blessed to have married into such a nice family.

My kids were able to sit by her and hold her hands just before her passing. They were very sad but took it very well. Mr. TRH and I told our kids that death is a part of life, but we have the gift of hope that we will see her again.

Yesterday was such a beautiful day, we decided to take the kids out and enjoy some family time.

Aren’t you spinning a wee bit too hard daddy?

They are growing way too fast!

Life is a mixture of happy times and not so happy times but I am going to create and enjoy as much happy moments with my family as I can and I will not waste an ounce of it. :)