I’m having one of those moments when my life doesn’t seem like my life. Like it’s all happening but to someone else. I can’t possibly be about to take my family to the other side of the world and start a new life??? Wow. Reality is sinking in.
We just booked our tickets. We have 12 days to say goodbye to everyone. It’s fairly overwhelming, really. Seems like there is so much to say and do, but not enough time. I guess there never really is.