To my amazement, my packing was completed in time for me to take a last stroll around my (soon to be old) neighborhood. The air was perfect, the light golden and the mood sweet.
It is a blessing to uproot your life by choice and not by necessity. It is a blessing to have work that goes along with me. It is a blessing to dream a new dream and have enough margin in my life to make it happen.
What comes next? I can’t wait to find out.