Things have progressed. All around me are boxes packed and either waiting on the movers or waiting to go to Alaska. It has been a true adventure not always of the good kind. Honestly, I am astonished at all that was completed.
So far, eleven boxes were mailed to Alaska with possibly one more to be mailed. Everything is organized for the packers and movers who will arrive Monday and Tuesday respectively. Alicia arrives late Tuesday and when we finish with the house, we will head to a hotel. The following morning includes a trip to drop off my car which is sold and then to Charlotte to visit with my son and his family.
Tired doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel right now, but within the weariness is a feeling of satisfaction and pride that goes with knowing that the job is not only done but also well done. I did 99% of it getting help only twice for some heavy lifting. Much to my daughter’s annoyance, I am still encumbered with lots of mementos of all the things done over 40 plus years. I just laugh at her knowing she doesn’t really get it. Some things are meant to be kept and loved along with all the memories accumulated. It was electric seeing some of my husband’s things once again.
Once more, I head in another direction with more life to live and many more things to see and do. Farewell to my Tennessee life and the friends I’ve made here. I loved every moment and will forever see with my mind’s eye the lovely views of the soft, sometimes shrouded mountains that I once again called home. These mountains will always mean home to me.