Moving

So it's the end of an era. My parents are finally moving south and so ends Prince George. I went home this last week to help with some packing, sort through some more childhood stuff, and say goodbye- to friends, my town, and the house. I've had the same phone number, postal code and street name since I was born. It's totally surreal and sad for me. 

Happy for my mom and dad though. I spent a lot of time at the house and did a couple walks through the neighbourhood. 

(The house I came home to when I was born)

(My treehouse was in that tree)

(that's my name carved in that tire)

And the house I left today