Every step along this journey so far has been marked by little (or big) milestones, or maybe more accurately hurdles.
Get a job. Get the Nicaragua trip finished. Get the house listed. Get the house sold. MOVE OUT OF THE HOUSE WITH A 9 DAY CLOSING!! That was a big one! Drive to Winnipeg with a Uhaul trailer full of household things for our older girls to start their homes. Check, check and check. All of the above (and a million other little things) done.
It feels good. Having our material lives purged down to about 10 boxes of things we don’t want to live without is liberating. Mainly pictures, Christmas decorations (only the sentimental ones), winter clothes (only one box each) and various files. It feels light. Having done this job it has been nice to relax in Winnipeg with family and friends and know that the bulk of the hard work is done. Whew!
And then it hit me. The physical and emotional work of letting go of our worldly goods was nothing compared to what lies ahead in the next couple of days. THIS will NOT feel good.
Tomorrow morning we will send Jennica (oldest daughter) and Josh – and our beloved dog Ruby – off to Saskatchewan. (On a side note, we have secured a venue and she and Josh will be married one year from today – August 4th). On Sunday we’ll say good-bye to Annie (daughter #2) and leave her here in Winnipeg as we head back to Ontario for more ‘farewell visits’. The work of packing up a house in 9 days now seems like nothing compared to the next couple of days work.
They’ve tried to make me promise that I won’t cry or get too emotional.
I make no such promises. They’ve never had children or they’d know to not even ask. They don’t understand and I don’t expect them to.
The real work begins tomorrow morning. We’ll survive it like we have all the rest of the hurdles and we’re comforted by modern conveniences like Skype and email and Facebook.