As we got closer and closer to leaving life got busier and busier. So much so, at the end of last week I felt a lot like I did the night I delivered Makai: exhausted, in shock and overjoyed all at once. We accomplished so much, tied up most of our growing loose ends. But we still didn’t get everything we wanted to get done, done.
Seriously, 2 and a half years in the making and we didn’t get everything done!
All of the most important things did come together, though: Mom can park in her garage again! The boxes that invaded her parking spot migrated to donation bins, the landfill and some in her basement until we make it back and reevaluate what we really need. We did manage to get rid of the majority of our possessions. The biggest things anyway.
The last big thing, our truck, sold on Kijiji and was gone by the time we arrived in Miami, thanks to Rob’s mom and sister. We decided about 2 weeks ago that we should keep some of our things as we prepared to liquidate the rest of our stuff on Kijiji. Mom and dad felt the same. I think us keeping some daily living essentials made them feel we would be home, if not soon, someday. We didn’t want to get a storage unit as our travel budget is really tight and we couldn’t justify the monthly cost. We were lucky they shared our feeling on keeping some stuff and again helped us by letting us keep said stuff at their home.
Then there were taxes, insurance, doctors appointments, packing our foreseeable living needs into 4 suitcases (2 carry on size, 1 medium 55-liter suitcase, and one large 75 liters), banking, bill paying, currency exchanging, prescription getting and then….
The hardest part, amidst all the craziness we still had taken time to do the thing I have been avoiding the most, we had to say goodbye. At the end of last week I left my job, I am so glad I had to work right up until the end! Work combined with all of the cleaning up was a great distraction from the inevitable farewell. So many great people to say bye to at work and then it was our closest friends and family the night before we left.
Leaving was as I expected, HARD and emotional. Tears filled my eyes at random moments all last week. I could just think about leaving our dog and tears would well up at work, on the bus, in the middle of a conversation, the heartfelt sadness would come over me where ever. He will be living with mom and dad while we are away, he loves them so much it makes it easier to leave him in such good hands.
And then there are Rob’s parents, the 2 people at the beginning of this journey we thought would be glad to see us go and we would be glad to go from their home ended up being the hardest to leave. We lived in their home for 1 year 9 months and we will be forever grateful for the help they gave us to fulfill this dream.
Mom and dad organized a send off for us the night before our departure. We visited with our closest friends and family. I am so glad we had the opportunity to see the people that mean so much to us. I avoided saying the words until there were no other words to be said and more tears flowed. The hardest goodbye was the last one, Rob’s mom took us to catch our flight and I am glad she didn’t park and come in. It would have been way harder to walk onto the plane if she was watching us go.
We got on the plane, the plane I watched so many times fly over mom and dad’s place. I would watch planes take off when I was out running with Zulu and think that will be us someday and that someday finally came.
Our countdown is done and as much as I dreaded goodbye I feel excitement about saying hello to Colombia.