Oh, moving is a time filled with such melancholy! These places we live in are containers for our memories. I've moved a lot in the past decade and have started a tradition of taking a photo of the empty living space just before I shut the door and lock it for the final time.

I wrote this after we sold our house in 2015:

One Last Long Look

One last long look,
an over the shoulder glance
and a sigh as I try
to take it all in
before I close the door
and say goodbye

such memories,
once you were vibrant,
so full of our life
a shelter from the storm

you once housed our hopes
as we watched the world
though your panes
in all its seasons pass

one last long look
has now left you, bare,
revealed for what you are
just a shell, awaiting
the next souls who
will breathe some new and
different life into you

the door now forever
closes with a click
the time has come
to move forward
as our hearts eagerly seek
a brand new home.

Best of luck with your move, Lizelle. You will do great, I have no doubt!