Tears are running down my cheeks… Hubby just sent me a picture with an empty room…. This is the place where we lived the last 3 years. And now Is empty… I will miss our small London apartment. I will miss the time we had there as a family…. First the three of us… And then the four of us… iLife of memories are running through my head… Good or bad I will remember them all… This is it. The chapter of flat 3 in Penrith street is now over. We will never go back….and I never been able to say a proper goodbye. Kara will remember where she spent her first years of life in England. Anastasia is just a baby so she will never remember… Emotional is not an enough word to describe how I feel.. As humans we fight the change I know. But this change for me is just a bit too much…. Look there’s no cakes or crafts on the kitchen table….. And the bedroom looks so dark….and there are toys on the floor… I’m sad and hubby says I should be excited but I can’t… It almost feels like mourning…. Like this Article? Subscribe to Our Feed!