No Turning Back (Demolition Phase 1)

It's been a busy week preparing for demolition day on the old homestead!  We moved our parents in to our rental early in the week.  Can I just say....I love living with my mom again?  The house even smells better with one more woman living here!  She helps with laundry, cooking, dishes and is always ready for a boy in need of a band-aid or a cough drop or a hug.  The boys are ecstatic to wake up every morning to their grandparents (ok, Grandpa.  Grandma sleeps a little later than everyone else, but that's ok, we can't all be early risers).

On Friday my dad and a few of his spry young buddies helped him removed the kitchen cabinets so we could have a sale on Saturday.  It was a crazy, busy and tiring day.  But we are another step closer to the reality of a new home, fit for all of us.  

Saturday was a bit emotional for me.  A lot has been going on this week.  A lot of significant changes in my life and anticipation for what the future holds.  It was bitter sweet seeing the house all torn up on the inside.  My brother and sister were also there to help which was a huge blessing!  I have to say I am feeling very blessed to have such a supportive family who is willing to pitch in and help us with this process.  We share a lot of memories in this old house.  Pulling up part of the floor reminded me of flooring I hadn't seen in 30 years or so.  We had a good childhood.  No, not perfect, but very good!  

A view of what used to be the kitchen

My sister's room (old wood floor that could not be reclaimed)