Our move is happening in the present. This is hard to grasp as Kris and I have spent most of our time together fantasizing about the future. . .namely moving and all the glorious things that follow. I haven't really attached an emotion to the objective until recently when things have started to "fall in line." I am now so excited, the anticipation gives me heartburn and acid reflux. Every time I finalize something else that has to do with our move I throw up in my mouth a little bit. It's been hard, to say the least, to embark on this adventure with little more than 250 cubic feet of possessions and no line on the other end to pull us ashore should we start to sink. I have been doing positive affirmations for every little thing from finding a reputable mover to my landlord emailing me back in a timely manner. That last one is proven to be the hardest. Apparently, people in Oregon/Washington have a blase approach to business. I call and say things like "I have money and I want you to take it." They reply with "Yeah. . .you will need to fill out a form for that. . .we will call you." Then I curse and hang up. Then there is the thing with cats in flight. I get the feeling the 10 hour flight is going to be made harder by all the hair Remus will be losing from the stress and the scared, cracked pitch meows coming from Blythe. I love them dearly,but I sincerely hope for their sake and ours that the vet can drug their little kitty brains out until we arrive in Portland. There are so many parts to this move that my logical brain wants to explode with all the possibilities for fatal mistakes to be made. Still, I lay in bed at night and dream of rivers and mountains. I dream of all the things we will do and see together and of all the good things that will happen to us because of this decision. As we know, life is not written in ink. It's more like Dry Erase marker. . .the old ones. . .you know the kind that don't come off just when you spray them with water you kind-of have to apply elbow grease. We have been scrubbing and scraping for this so long that all we have are nubs on our fingers but we are finally getting a clean slate. I am so excited for us. I am so excited to be having this adventure and to know I am doing it with someone I love and support so much. I hope they love her art out there. I hope they love it so much when people drive by they just want to throw money at us. I can't wait until we make friends and they make fun of us for never using the "g" at the end of a word like "workin." I know we have all these grandiose plans that seem a little zealous. I understand that when God closes a door, he sometimes also seals the windows shut, but we will not be contained. All I have to say is what lies in front of us is imminent, what lies ahead of us is a mystery, and what lies behind us is irrelevant.
~Ash
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