I have moved around a lot in my life. Born near Vancouver, BC- my family moved to Pennsylvania when I finished Grade 3. We stayed there for about 4 years, and moved back to the west side of the continent again- near Seattle just as I was starting the 7th grade. This is where I have lived the longest, and where most of my "childhood" memories are.

I stuck around there until I left for Bible School in New Zealand when I was 19. That's where I met Nich, and also where things got a lot more complicated.

After one year abroad, I moved back in with my parents...for about 3 weeks. Then moved to Bellingham, so I could be closer to Nich (who lived just north of the border in Surrey). After one year there, I moved to Lynden (even closer to the border, yay!!). And after a few months there, I immigrated back to Canada and moved in with my parents (so my Canadian-ness would be all settled and such by the time of the wedding), who had by then moved to Nanaimo.

Have I lost you yet? I know, it's getting so complicated, it's boring.

After one month in Nanaimo, Nich and I tied the knot in Victoria, and moved to White Rock, BC (right on the beach, beeeautiful).

Living there only a few short months, we purchased our first home, a condo in Langley City. And now I am sure I have completely bored you, but the story pretty much stops there. We've bought and sold a couple times since then (In just 3 years. I know! Stay in one spot! How hard is it?)

All that being said, I do have a point. I am used to to being the one who's moving. Not the one who is being moved away from.

Our good friends, the Dykstra's, have moved to Summerland. And I am so happy for them, because it does sound like such a wonderful town, and they have some great oppurtunities there, and family and friends (and lots of cool blogging ladies too).

But, seriously, I am bummed. After we packed up there stuff this morning, and went to a wonderful birthday party (Happy 1 year, Elliott!), I came home, changed in my sweatpants and cried "woe is me" the rest of the day.

I will really miss my friend. And Eva is already asking where Caleb is (how does she know?).

I am so bummed. I really need some chocolate. And a latte. And a hug.