Well, I already haven’t been the best at documenting the chaos that has been our life leading up to the move day. There’s only up from here!
We are currently on our way to the airport on a cold and rainy morning to catch our flight to Singapore.
My feelings this morning are bittersweet. Over the past months we have really been focused on the adventure this move will bring to all of our lives. However, the past week, the reality of leaving the town we have lived in for 15 years and the family and friends were have made has been heavy. I know this is just a short 2 years in our lives, but a little piece of my heart broke this morning when we left. When we come home from this journey, we will be different and our friends and family will also be different. My baby niece, Liora will be a big girl the next time I see her in person and she won’t know who I am… my biggest niece Sarah will be taller than me. Hopefully our cat will remember us a little… Those small things and so many more weigh on my mind.
This will go back to being a happy blog documenting our adventure, but it feels right to acknowledge the sadness in leaving our beautiful and full life in Fairfield.
I’ll end with a family selfie we took in the kitchen at 5 am this morning. Next stop, Singapore!