By the looks of things one would never guess we’re leaving for 3 weeks to TX. I have yet to start packing and I still need to retrieve the suitcase. I believe I’ll finish up my cup of coffee and then I should get busy as we have dinner reservations in Dallas tonight.

Sometimes I wonder why things don’t seem like reality even while going through the motions. We were just commenting this morning that this would be our final trip back and that’s not sinking in. It doesn’t seem final and perhaps we’re having a little moment of reflecting on all the good times there. We’re “trying” to plan for a big farewell party but I don’t know if we’ll get that pulled off or not. We hope so but if it’s just too much, we’ll have to cancel those plans. And I keep wondering how it’s going to feel pulling away from the house that last time.

One thing we are both grateful for is having a sense of where we plan to live for many many years to come. I keep telling Bobby that I think he’s going to have a very hard time pulling me away from this home we’re getting ready to build. Although he knows I’ll follow him to the ends of the earth in a heartbeat. But Bobby even commented that we may never sell our home up here as we both really like this area. That chapter is yet to be written but for now we will take this one day and step at a time and enjoy the moment.