But in three weeks this house will no longer be mine.
A few months ago I made the decision to put the house up for sale. It's something Mel and I planned on doing after he was done with cancer treatment and healed.
But the healing didn't take place on earth rather it took place in heaven and I was left with the decision what to do.
I chose to continue with the plans we made to sell.
So the pictures from this porch are coming to an end. I look at my house and all of the amazing memories that have been made. I can hear the laughter that has filled each room. I can picture Mel waking up in the middle of the night with our children. I can see him running and playing with Malachi and Hannah. I picture him throwing them up in the air in the backyard and giving them piggy back and shoulder rides up the stairs before bed. I see him staying up late doing his homework after a long day of work …