It's hard to believe we've been doing this for basically FOUR MONTHS (well, at least three--since we decided to actually go ahead with the move and trust God to work out the rest). My internal goal was for us to be done by the 23rd. That, ummm.....didn't quite happen :o/ . But I feel good about everything. We have two days to do a lot of stuff: today is Sunday and the movers are coming on Wednesday to pack whatever we're having them pack, then loading up on Thursday. So we will be without a computer as of Wednesday. Just thinking it feels like someone is about to cut off my left hand. I can remember a time when I didn't feel that way but "this internet thing" is definitely addictive.
On a more personal note, I'm definitely feeling....loved. As detached as I can be sometimes, moreso when I first got here than now (I hope lol), and despite the fact that most of my connections in Chicago are through Patricia, the fact remains that it's been TEN "%$*&!-ing" years. That's a lot of time to go through stuff with people; to see their ups n downs, build a lot of common memories that I will definitely cherish. Not "will" --- that I DO cherish. A lot of people don't know that one of the reasons I'm kind of...guarded, or reserved... is that I actually get really attached to people. It may shock some folks to hear (or read) me admit that I feel very deeply. It's something I'm very protective of but this transition has put me very much face-to-face with myself in that regard. And it's one of the great lessons I've absorbed and assimilated into my soul from being married to Patricia--how to be more open, to accept people more readily.
This is the right move at the right time, but I am also very clear that it is only made possible by Patricia being the catalyst. This is her home, and I think it had to be her move to make so that she would have the support of the approximately 428,249.68 people she keeps in touch with on a yearly basis. Even if I had the dreamiest dream job, I know full well that I would have been grilled like a roasted red pepper every time I ran into someone we haven't seen in a while to explain why I was taking her away. And that's not a bad thing. But it's definitely easier this way :o).
I took some pictures of the lovely farewell party that was thrown in our honor just yesterday. I will put them in a separate blog in a minute...for some reason adding them to the text gets to be a bit much to load up all at the same time. I've tried 2x already today, so I'll do it separately. Enjoy (in advance).
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