… and for the first time I’ve started packing before the very last day. I started preparing a week ago.

I remember how just a few weeks ago I arrived back in Colorado and unpacked everything within a few hours. Hung all my dresses and skirts up on the log walls. Unbundled Frolina. Put all the essential oils out. Added my mug to our collection (of one). I was settled right in. It felt like a huge relief to finally be settled. It amazes me every few hours I’m not going to be here anymore.

I had to source some special things. Mosquito net, 3 months of personal supplies. There were requests for hard to find items to bring with me. Hope it all fits in the daypack Mike lent me. God I want to pack Frolina!!

I’d like to finish all shopping and packing on Saturday so Joseph and I can have a last normal fun everyday. Despite the challenges we’ve faced, having fun and hanging out together all the time is what we’re good at. Its what we love to do apparently more than most other things. And so Sunday is our last. Before everything changes early Monday morning. And in that single day, the moment I step onto that plane, there’s no looking back.