is it possible to miss something before it's gone? just knowing it might be years or a lifetime till I find another window like this one makes me a little wet in the eyes. I'm scared. I'm scared we wont be able to find a place to live that isn't cookie cutter, that doesn't have itty bitty basement windows, that wont have cracks in the floor to hide little notes and tall tall ceilings and warpy glass and clawfoot bathtubs. I'm scared of the new.
but it's time. and it's official.
we are moving.

we just don't know where yet...
If you know of a place in Provo, your help would be greatlly appreciated!