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A week from now we will be in the air. A week from now, we will be heading east, into a new life. A week from now, we start again in a new part of the world. Every hour we get closer to leaving what we’ve known for 20 years. We’ve sold our home and we are about ready to get rid of our cars. The anchors that he’d us here are being broken and discarded. For the first time in decades we are debt free. For the first time in decades we have a chance to reboot our lives. We  get a second chance, a currency that so few people get to traffic in. 

Even though the foreign language lessons are enough to throw my laptop through a wall. It’s only been a couple weeks, but I’m hitting that wall with verb tenses and pronouns spoken in accents that sound like audible black ice. 

It’ll be okay. No one is expecting us to learn immediately. Maybe it’s just the sense of gaining control over the environment. So much change so there’s the sense you need to have control over something, anything. 

But we will do it. We will land, get to our temporary lodgings. We will be disoriented, we will be putting our loves together a little bit every day. We just need to do a little every day. A little bit to make the new world our own. 

Thank you for coming with from the second I got the offer. Thank you for being part of this journey, of making this leap with me. I love you.