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You guys - the stars aligned & 3 Speroff siblings ended up in the same place - mostly unexpectedly (I mean, one of them currently lives with me) - and at the same time. Did not expect this one when I woke up - and I loved it.

Let’s talk about how much of a Goddess @sarabareilles is. What a great way for @danielhadaway to finally celebrate our 11 year wedding anniversary - only two weeks late - that’s not too bad!

Don’t let the smile fool you; the sunglasses were hiding the tears that came all too freely once I turned around and looked at our empty home. This place truly showed us the meaning of community and I still can’t believe we’re moving on. 😭 #hadawayhomestead

Yesterday I made a trip that I’ve been putting off since the day I knew I had to make it. And even though the timing couldn’t have been worse in the midst of my own home sale, my grandparents (who I lost last year just 6 months apart) house has been sold and time was running out. It’s fascinating what physical items your brain attaches it’s memories too - and it was my turn to pick up the few approved items that I had requested from my grandparents house that I got to keep. The house they lived in was the only one I’d ever known them to have; and we did so much life there. The flower garden in the front yard, the grandfather clock in the entry, Papa’s piano in the living room, Grandma’s art studio in the garage and the storage shed in the back that Grandma painted up to look like a barn, complete with a horse in a stall and sleepy barn cats on a barrel. Yesterday, the house was familiar yet different. The flower garden in the front was gone. The front porch was bare and the walls had all new paint and contained a whole lot less of their things. Sold, hauled off by people that loved them, or donated, all in the name of getting the house ready for its new owners. I loaded the van and said goodbye to Arlen Drive - trying to burn the old sounds, smells and memories into my brain instead of this new version of reality. All of us wresting on the living room floor or gathered around the piano, the constant sound of wind chimes and the grandfather clock, the sweet smell that always seemed to fill the air there or sitting at the dining table eagerly awaiting Papa’s famous brisket or breakfast tacos to be ready. That’s what this place will always be to me.

Sell a house, build a house, move schools, open another Taproom & brewing facility....you know - just taking it easy. #Repost @millcreekbrewco ・・・ Ok Franklin, lets do this! 💪🏼 We are excited to share that in September, we’ll be expanding our Taproom & brewing space to FRANKLIN, TN! Stay tuned for more info!

And just like that summer is over. This kid was welcomed into a new class in a new school with a whole new group of neighborhood kids this morning, and nervousness aside, he found more than a few familiar faces excited to see him. He is going to LOVE second grade, I can already tell. I can’t wait to pick him up and hear all about his day! #lifewithmyollie

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