Last month we were told our lease wouldn’t be renewed since they wanted to sell the home.
Thank G-d, we found a good alternative in this quick span of time.
But I am still grieving over leaving this house that we happily resided in for two years.
I’m dreading walking down the street and passing by my former home. Will it be like running into an old boyfriend? Being flooded with memories of what we shared, the happy times, the connection. The parts of me I can’t get back.
I feel like I’ve been broken up with. I feel sad.