Saying goodbye to our first home.

The town that welcomed us with open arms. The town that showed us the complete charm of living in a small community. The town we came home to after our wedding. Our home. Our first home. Our 1300 square foot home with a carport. Our backyard with big trees perfect for our hammock. Our home that had one pedestal sink in the master bath that we had to share. The home we hosted many kids from church for devos and a Christmas party. A church that was so very nice to us. A church that always had homemade ice cream socials. A church that showered us with love and gifts for our upcoming wedding. A church gym where we spent so many hours playing knockout or 21 with kids from the youth group. A church that Hutt once led singing and preached in the same worship service.  A church that filled the void as it was the first time living in a town with no family or friends.  A town that shared the love of high school football that I grew up with. The town that had the coolest movie theater where you could get pizza from the pizza shop next door. The town that had the best diner. The one we went to every Friday for breakfast. The town that had the most amazing sky full of stars. The town that had the bowling alley and drive-in movie theater right down the street from our house. The town that had a city pool that was Sandlot pool worthy. The town that when you run to the store you always run into someone you know. The town with the nicest people, people always willing to stop and chat with “the new people in town” The town that will always be part of our first year of marriage. The town where so many of our “firsts” happened. The town where we started such an exciting life together as Mr. and Mrs. The town that will always be our first home. Our sweet home in Graham.