Five days, 16+ hours of yard work, 72 hours of packing and cleaning and NOW we are officially done. The house is clean and barren, our landlord miraculously came by to do a final walk through (don’t even get me started), and our kids are waiting for us in Seattle happily swimming in a hotel pool. Today we packed our moving truck and said our final goodbye to the little house in Portland. I feel emotional today – probably, or definitely, due to exhaustion. I have loved this city, the amazing food, our little house and the quiet life it afforded. We made a great deal of memories here, yet it feels sort of like a dream. I think that is the worst part, that this year may not feel real after a while. So in an effort to remember and preserve, here are a few of my favorite memories from this year.