What’s the right choice?! :(

I don’t think anyone else could understand how I felt tonight when I was standing in that doorway. I had entered and exited that very door countless times, but today it was all different. It’s coming to an end. There will only be a few more times that I’ll ever be in that house again. I’ll never be there with Poppy again. I’ll never be there with Nana again. I can’t even say all the memories I have from that house. Honestly, I probably remember more from there when I was very little than I do from my old house that I lived in everyday for the first 6 years of my life. That house was my world. It was my safe place to be. When I was sad, happy, confused, upset, sick, or anything I could just curl up next to Nana in her big blue chair and everything was perfect. Nothing else mattered when I was there. I was so happy being there…I’ll miss that house. I already miss Nana, and I’ve missed Poppy for years now. Growing up is hard..

So damn cute!