Figuratively putting one foot on front of the other as the count down begins I have decided to write. I promise no eloquence, but mere reality. This is my life. I am going to walk away from all that is secure and familiar. I am about to grab my husband's hand and turn our world upside down. To strip ourselves of the everyday, and immerse ourselves in another culture and language.
Why? The real question is why not? There is so much to take in, and no wide screen high definition television could justifiably assault my senses equivalently. I love to travel, always have. Will my heart ache on Christmas? I'm actually counting on it, but in the grand scheme of things two years is a sliver of my life. Two pieces of glass in a grand mosaic....
As we venture out I am fully aware of those I am leaving. I never realized the ripple effect our family's decision would have on so many others. I knew that there would be sadness involved, I had no concept of my family's impact on the people around us. I look around at "my camp" ( my biblical term for my genetic- family and friend-family) and I can already see the effects. When you hurt, I hurt. What I am about to do will change not only the lives of my family, but of our nearest and dearest here.Thank you for loving us. Loving us enough to let us go, loving us enough to smile and celebrate, to support and encourage...simply, Thank you.
