As Seth and I work through the house categorizing items by whether they should be given away, stored for 1-2 years, or packed in one of our three checked bags… Eliana swims. We figured (and thanks to Savta) that swimming lessons would be essential before moving to Indonesia. So far she’s learned a new song and can do a perfect backfloat, with pointed toes and all.
We are each approaching this move in different ways, including our friends and family. The daily unexpected visits have been wonderful. The help tremendous. The hugs amazing. It’s starting to sink in… and like I recently told my friend, we’ve begun to run around like chickens with our heads cut off, yet in a hipsterly dignified way, of course.