Well, this day has finally come. Moving Day. For the last two days Kaitlyn and I (and Myrna, Kait’s mom) have been cleaning our trailer and preparing it for the new owners. Wow, that’s interesting to even think. For such a long time we’ve talked about our move to Alaska, and now it’s here. This afternoon Kaitlyn’s sister, Yvonne, asked us both what we were scared about moving and what thing we were excited about. It made me think a little. I responded that I was terribly excited to just do it. To simply stop talking about it and do it. I also said that I was afraid of making lesson plans interesting enough for high school age students to not be too terribly disinterested.
At this moment we are on a plane, leg number three from Seattle to Anchorage. It is dark and there aren’t very many passengers traveling with us. Kaitlyn is asleep on my shoulder and I am awake because I don’t sleep well in planes (cabin pressure does something funky with my sinus’s). We’ve been chatting on and off tonight about our feelings of moving and disbelief that we are actually doing it. It’s interesting to feel a bit of uncertainty in the air when we discuss moving. There are a few things that aide to this feeling of uncertainty, first, Kaitlyn has never really moved away from mom and dad. She’s always been close to them, or at least moved away with the intention of coming right back. This situation isn’t that way. We don’t know when we’ll be back or if we will ever move back. I guess that’s one of the things that makes this scenario so great, that we can go wherever we want. Second, I like to live near family. I really enjoy being able to visit with my family often. Even more, I’ve always wanted my kids to have a relationship with their grandparents, not just know who their grandparents are, but to share something with their grandparents that belongs to only them and their grandparents. I know this scenario can still come true, and quite possibly it will, it’s still something to note.
Well, after all that. We are on our way.
At this moment we are on a plane, leg number three from Seattle to Anchorage. It is dark and there aren’t very many passengers traveling with us. Kaitlyn is asleep on my shoulder and I am awake because I don’t sleep well in planes (cabin pressure does something funky with my sinus’s). We’ve been chatting on and off tonight about our feelings of moving and disbelief that we are actually doing it. It’s interesting to feel a bit of uncertainty in the air when we discuss moving. There are a few things that aide to this feeling of uncertainty, first, Kaitlyn has never really moved away from mom and dad. She’s always been close to them, or at least moved away with the intention of coming right back. This situation isn’t that way. We don’t know when we’ll be back or if we will ever move back. I guess that’s one of the things that makes this scenario so great, that we can go wherever we want. Second, I like to live near family. I really enjoy being able to visit with my family often. Even more, I’ve always wanted my kids to have a relationship with their grandparents, not just know who their grandparents are, but to share something with their grandparents that belongs to only them and their grandparents. I know this scenario can still come true, and quite possibly it will, it’s still something to note.
Well, after all that. We are on our way.
