My sisters and I traveled to Florida last week.  To be with my mother and say goodbye to a couple of places that have been special to us for a very long time.  I didn't realize how emotional this would be until I was on the airplane flying home.  And the floodgates opened and just wouldn't stop. 

Jupiter Florida.  My parents have had a place there for over 35 years.  My blog documented the last time I was there.  August of '07.   I was shocked it had been so long.  That place holds a million little memories.  And now it will start memories for someone else as we said our final farewell.  

Vero Beach.  My parents have lived there for 16 years.  They moved into their dream house a couple of months before my Andrew was born.  We spent every spring break and a summer vacation there every year.  My mom and I spent many hours knitting side by side.  

{Andrew, Libby, Charlie,  April '09}

Vero Beach has been such a big part of our lives.  I guess I just didn't realize it until I sat down on the airplane.  (Oh boy.  My poor seat mate.) 

Now that my mom is on her own, she will start a new chapter in Orlando near my wonderful sister, Shelly.  (What?!  No beach!)  

The move starts many new beginnings and adjustments.  

As I sat on the airplane crying and thinking of all that has been, I decided to dry my tears and treasure and be excited for all of what is now.