We have two weeks left in London and I am finding myself resembling a mixed bag of lollies. I am all jumbled up with how I am feeling about this huge impending change.
On the one hand I am so excited about moving to Abu Dhabi and about a new challenge. I can't wait to have some space to spread out a little and maybe have an entire wardrobe each! I can't wait to have some sunshine and beach time again. I look forward to being one flight from anywhere, it'll be nice to get back to Australia a little more regularly. And I can't wait to explore a part of the world that we've never spent much time in and have some new adventures.
There are so many exciting things to look forward to over the next few months, but I can't help be a little nostalgic about our last few weeks in London.
Saying goodbye is NOT my forte. In fact, I suck at it. I have some friends back home that I have an agreement with that we do not say goodbye to each other. It's just too hard. I am always that blubbering mess at airports, who can't say what they need to say because the giant lump in my throat restricts my vocabulary for making any sense.
As time whittles away I have noticed that the tears have already started to flow! Seeing Madeleine holding hands and playing with her best friend breaks my heart. Playing in the living room that she took her first steps in makes me want to pull up the floorboards to take with us. And walking around the suburb that we have become a family in, is impossible not to reflect on all the wonderful things that have happened here.
But, we know that it is time to move on. We feel ready for the change and know it is the right time for us, but it is still hard to say goodbye. Change is always difficult to prepare for, but I am keeping this quote firmly in the front of my mind for the coming few weeks...