Jamey and I have been blessed with many nice, comfortable, some fantastic and elaborate housing over the past 23 years. About five years ago, he was promised by his last General that he was going to be stable and would be working in DC for the rest of his career, we bought a house in Stafford, VA. Well the way life does, nine months later we sold that house and with 4 hours of house hunting leave we found and purchased this house in Colonial Heights, VA. The Stafford house we thought of as our first, and our forever house. That heart breaking lesson taught us that possessions are not forever. Love is, and our family is together in whatever house we are in. This current house, it is OK, but is not our forever house either. Some day, in the next five years we hope, we will find a nice humble home, way out in the boonies, that has a big enough garage for some toys to park in, and yard big enough that I don't have to eyeball or be eyeballed by the neighbors. Sorry that your decision is paining you now, but I think what I was trying to say, is you do get over it. You will remember the good memories and hold them in your hearts for as long as your memory will work. The bad memories you will let go. Our human psyche is wonderful that way. We can fill our memories with only the "Good Ones." Thanks so much for sharing yours.