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Dear Dusk Way


Dear Dusk Way, 

Thank you for the last three incredible years inside your walls. You will never know how much you meant to us. You were our first home, you were our first try at figuring out this adult stuff all on our own. Prior to you we had only lived in apartments with handy men there to fix anything that broke, prior to you there was fear of the unknown. You were the answers to our prayers, you were given to us in perfect timing. We closed on you April 6th, 2016 a mere seven days after finding out we were pregnant with our sweet Eloise Jeanne. I had pleaded with the lord to let us bring our baby home to a home, and his timing was perfect as we found you just days after our second failed cycle. 




Dusk Way, I remember walking your walls when we first toured you envisioning our children running through you. I remember seeing our neighbors play street hockey out the kitchen window knowing that I wanted to see our family playing out there too. I remember so vividly praying over you in the master bedroom, knowing that it was up to the lord to open or close this door. Obtaining you was no easy feat but every step of the way we could see the Lord opening his arms for us. The timing was so wonderful, our inspection being on the original day of Ellie's scheduled transfer,  our first appointment with accessible system being on the same day that we received our second beta test results. Looking back I know you were apart of the Lord's plan all along, as was our Ellie girl. As I read my original post, To The Family, I am reminded just how much I wanted you. 






Dusk Way, you hold my dearest memories. You were where we found out our Eloise was going to be in fact Eloise as we held her gender reveal on that beautiful July 2nd, 2016. You were where I folded tiny baby clothes for the first and second time. You were where I fell in love with my husband more and more as I watched him grow into fatherhood. You were where I found out on that unpredictable December 31st, 2018 that we would be growing by one more. You held laughter over holidays and welcomed guest into your walls countless times. You were a safe landing for cousins that needed a place to get back on their feet and comfort for grandparents while visiting. You were and are beautiful. 





Dusk Way,  you were also there for me as I laid in bed overcome with postpartum depression with my sweet Eloise. Your walls kept me safe while my body filled with rage and my mind was filled with sadness. You were there for me as my anxiety and depression led the way a second time with my beautiful Nola Marie. Your walls once again offering a place of peace, as my own thoughts raced with "what ifs" and "this could happen". On the nights that I laid awake to tired to do anything, but to wired to actually sleep, you were where I found my comfort. Our times were not always filled with rainbows and butterflies, but they were filled with growth and that is always good. 






As I sit here thinking about packing up the girls rooms and pulling away from that driveway one last time my eyes are filled with tears. It will never be easy to walk away from you Dusk Way, you changed us and shaped us, but I know your next family will love you just as much. 

Thank you Dusk Way, I will always love you! 

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