When I woke up this morning, the first thought in my head was “What the heck are we thinking?!!”
- We’re quitting our jobs?!?
- We rented our house out?!?
- I moved in with my mother-in-law?!?
Have I lost my mind…?
I drove by the homestead this afternoon… (that’s how our kids think of the house from the last 25 years) and saw the movers bringing box after box into ‘our old house’. Nostalgia hit me pretty hard I was short of breath, had pain in my left arm,… sorry, that’s just angina. I was experiencing ‘a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past… a place with happy personal associations’.
There was a U-Hual truck in the driveway and a stream of boxes and furniture heading into the house. The torch has been passed… we’re on the road and there’s no turning back now!