it feels strange packing up our first house together. we loved this house. i bought this customized print to frame in our new house, to remember our beginning.
January 9th would have been our one year at Casa di M. i still have the card Max wrote me, when we signed our lease.
we were both so excited and yet very scared.
i'm feeling that same way right now, as i start to pack.
don't get me wrong, of course, i'm thrilled to be with my technical husband (remember how long away it all seemed when he left months ago?) but as i pack, it's slowly hitting me what a HUGE change this is.
I will leave half my heart behind with my twinkie who i can't imagine being without. We've never been apart, and i've never been away from home. I am SO close to my family, especially twinkie. I worry more for her than me (i'm the older twin by 5 minutes so as the older seester i'm constantly worried about her).
i know people do this every day and i know a thousand miles won't change our bond, but it's heartbreaking to think i can't just hop in my car and drive a few streets down to her house.
i love you twinkie, and we will both be okay. i just know it. we will only be a plane ride away and always a daily phone call (or two, or ten). i love you!
oh it's going to be a tough last few days in my beloved texas....
but my beloved is waiting for me.
and so with even sad eyes and a heavy heart to leave behind all i've ever known, i'm reminded of this quote once shared by our dear Meg Fee:
"Pitiful is the person who is afraid of taking risks. Perhaps this person will never be disappointed or disillusioned; perhaps she won't suffer the way people do when they have a dream to follow. But when the person looks back--she will hear her heart."
(pic yvetteinufio etsy)