We left quietly this morning, just as the sun was coming up.  We packed all of our belongings tightly into a U-Haul truck and our border collie snug in the backseat of the cab. I didn’t look back as we drove away from our three bedroom-two bathroom cottage. I suppose there are always mixed feelings when embarking on the next great adventure in life.  For me, there is sadness in leaving memories and square footage behind as well as excitement and wonder in what lies ahead.  I decided this morning, that when moving, it is best to look forward rather than back.  The whole world is in front of us.  The magnitude of moving to New York City hasn’t quite sunk in for me yet.  Perhaps it will hit me when we drive over the Verrazano bridge tomorrow morning and the sun catches the edges of the steel skyline. Regardless, I know that the city is exactly where we are supposed to be.

For tonight we are settled into our hotel room in Pennsylvania.  The pillows are calling me to sleep like Christmas Eve.  For the sooner we sleep, the sooner tomorrow comes.