The countdown for our move has officially entered less than 30 days, a number both frightening and exciting.
Today text messages were sent back and forth with my youngest sister as we tried to set a date where we can all go out before Jason and I leave.
As we began planning around our targeted day, “Friday,” it struck me that in a blink of an eye we will be leaving the state of Florida. Friday became the go to day because it is Jason’s only day off, which left us with only three dates to choose from before departure, due to a few prior commitments.
I know things will fall into place and a day will be set for our trio date out . . . because there is always time for family.
Our conversation put into perspective just how close that departure day is becoming. With that hope of being able to see all of our friends who have touched us in one way or another before we leave, I began contemplating whether or not Jason and I should set a date where we can all get together for one last good time.
Between both of our schedules I know it is hard to make things happen, to set dates, to see people, especially when their schedules are just as hectic.
Again, I know those friends who are truly near and dear will find time to see us, just as we will find time to see them.
With all of that said, I am still really excited to make this move with Jason.
Yesterday I read a quote that stuck with me “Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will.” Why doubt, when the power of believing is so much more powerful? I believe in us . . . I believe in Jason . . . and I believe in me. We are packing up our belongings and moving to a new area neither one of us have experienced in the hopes that we can plant our roots and enjoy our new home to its fullest.
These next four weeks are going to be jammed pack with things to do, which unfortunately includes packing, and people to see before our move.