I'm laying here in my bed, staring out the window. I guess today is my weekend of lasts...Monday the movers come to take everything away. So, this is my last weekend of sleeping in this bed, in this bedroom, in this cute little log cabin in the woods...
John poured out his heart building this home for us. My Dad cut the road through a steep hill, dug the basement, cleared the lot. I never saw myself leaving here, yet life -- as we all know -- is full of surprises...but India???
Walking away from your "world" can be so scary. So much love and memories are in these four walls. I guess the bottom line though, home is where ever John is...and the girls too. And really, I won't miss the freezing winters and snow.
So there. Have I convinced you yet that I'm gonna be fine? Maybe if I say it enough, I'll convince myself too.
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