The packing and moving process is time-consuming. Mentally and physically challenging, but mostly it is mentally tough. Looking though old memories – happy times, sad times, treasures, and “what the heck did I keep this for?”. I find it really challenging to look at photos of myself. To look at the picture, look into my own eyes, and recall that time of my life. Remember what I felt like then, what hopes and dreams I had, what fears and insecurities were lurking there. Looking at pictures of the kids, and remembering the joys we shared so often, as well as the worries of being a “good” parent.
I guess that sometimes you have to move backward to go forward. Sometimes, it’s easy to get stuck in backward, in some of those old emotions you thought were long gone. It’s going to be a very long, very short two weeks!