little bitty girl

I cannot believe that it already is our last week at the loft. For all my complaining that it's taking so long for this time to come, now that we are here it seems like the time has flown by. I must admit that I am starting to feel a little bittersweet about the whole thing. I remember so vividly when we first moved in here.

It was at the time before the area was really developed and there were still a lot of old NY style lofts around. Friends who were not familiar to the area found it weird that we were going to be staying at a somewhat "dodgy" area, but I had a great feeling about the potential and vibe of the neighbourhood. It has since been transformed to one of the most sought after neighbourhoods for the young and hip. This is also one of the reasons why we wanted to move out; as the party scene is no longer really our vibe any more.

I remember so vividly seeing the raw space and Stefan and I envisioning the space that could be. We proceeded to update the loft quite a bit with our own expense. Even though it was a rental, we were willing to commit to the space as we felt we would be here for awhile. We built walls, storage, added fixtures to bathroom, ceiling fans, we even had to provide our own fridge and stove! It really was that bare.

I hope the new tenants realize how much we have added to the comfort of their space but at the same time, they're going to be a little shocked as we need to take some of the lighting and fixtures with us to the new place.

As we proceed to dismantle pieces of our old life, I am remembering all the amazing times we have had here as a couple and with friends. I remember all the dinners and parties we have had, conversations over wine about relationships, some friends who are no longer in those relationships, some relationships which have started at our dinner table. I remember the evolution of our own relationship, when I first "officially" moved in, our funny arguments over decor, the very spot on the floor where Stefan had proposed to me. I wish I could cut a tiny piece out of that floor and take it with me....I am sentimental about things like that.

I know we're moving forward to another new experience and a new phase in our lives. As much as I am looking forward to starting that phase, I cannot help but look back and wish I could capture all our years here in a tiny capsule and bring it with me.