Today marks 13 days until the big move. That is less than TWO WEEKS!!

The tears fell heavy this morning and I thought to myself, “Who the hell just picks up and moves to freaking Belgium!?!” Sometimes this feels like the biggest, scariest, most exciting thing I will ever do. Other times I remember this is something I dreamt up, pursued, and made come to life.

We hosted New Years in our home two nights ago. We had a murder mystery dinner and we all showed up dressed like our characters, solved the mystery, and danced until the clock struck midnight. Right around 11:30pm I went up to Ben and said, “These are the moments I am going to miss the most.” My people. Our home. Celebrating holidays with the ones I love.

Leaving my friends and family is hands down going to be the hardest part of this move. Time to get back to packing!