Our house is now filled with boxes, labeled with our name, shipping number, and a description: his clothes, her clothes, art???, etc. It’s all very strange and…final. We really are moving. In two days.
I honestly don’t even know how to express the mix of emotions that I’m feeling right now. I’m nervous, because I seriously fear change and the unknown. I’m excited, because despite the fear, it’s still pretty cool that we’re starting this new chapter in our lives. I’m also overwhelmed by how much I’ll miss my mountain home. I can’t even think about how much I’ll miss my family…see…I’m already starting to cry…
I do know that the fact that I love this place and these people, so very much, is a lucky thing. I’m not sure if anyone has a family or friends that are as awesome as mine are. I am truly grateful for every moment I’ve had here, but I also look forward to all the moments I’ll have in the future, in our new home.
I may be off the grid for a few days while we travel, but I will keep you all updated as much as I can. In the meantime – rest assured that the pinch pot that I made when I was 5, packed in that box on top of our table, is indeed…art.