3rd November, 2017
Well, we made it!
The 5 days leading up to our departure were completely manic. There were moments when I felt physically ill, not sure that we would achieve all we needed before we left, but we got there.
Our home of almost 6 years has been successfully handed over to the new owners. We packed our worldly possessions into storage. Filled 4 skips with rubbish, donated 2 vans of unwanted stuff to Lifeline and packed our lives into 4 packs. We actually did it!!
I’ve had a chance to reflect a little over the past couple of days. We fully understand the enormity of this. Selling the family home and taking the kids out of mainstream school to take on the world for a year. Not everyone’s cup of tea, but something we have always dreamt of doing, and time is of the essence. It will take a little adjusting, getting used to a slower, more flexible routine, but we will get there.
I have also learnt that stuff doesn’t matter to me as much as it once did. I found it easy to part with things that I once loved, knowing they were going on to another home to be loved. I thought we’d be a little sad leaving the house. Our second build on over an acre of land, lovingly landscaped with our own bare hands. Decks built by Andrew and my Dad. Lots of memories. But we walked through the house for the last time, knowing full well that it was final, and were okay.
One door closes, another opens. On to the next chapter.
Perhaps it’s not where we are, it’s who we are with. Some of our favourite memories come from the simplest of occasions. Simple is good.
I have no doubt we will come back and do it all again. But right now we are here. We are calm, and we are happy.
Vietnam post coming soon.